There's a part of me that thinks I should start kissing every frog I see.

I should explain.

I don't believe in princes.  But then again, I don't believe in a lot of stuff that each of you experience on a daily basis.  But, I don't believe in princes.  I mean, I know they literally exist.  There's Harry and William as proof.  But I'm less willing to think that there is some guy that acts in a 'princely manner' - um, like what?  Stands at attention?  Wears a coat of arms?  Goes to war?  DO I REALLY WANT A PRINCE??

hell no.

But do I WANT a frog...I do.  Failed countless times at love, I am a survivor...I hope.

I found these trees while I was walking...And all I could think about was how I would love to get kissed - and to give a kiss - while being barefoot under them.  And then...who knows...maybe use a canopy of the trees to witness my next venture in life.


It made me realize I wasn't dead.

Result of the ACM's?

April Fools?

It would be easier if it was.