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Do you ever find that life gets in the way of blogging?  What am I talking about, of course you do!  We all have real lives out there that we need to be in.  But during the course of a normal day, my thoughts often turn towards blogging.  I don’t blog from work like I have been able to in past jobs, so my post quantity has gone down.  I do think about it, and I think of all the kinds of posts I could write and all the things I can do to find inspiration for awesome posts.  Then, this is the kicker.  I get home from work, eat dinner, and head upstairs to the computer to catch up on the interwebs while Mister plays his silly little game.  And that’s where I draw a complete blank.  I either spend so much time catching up on stuff and seeking out new things to read and keep me occupied, or I just sit down in front of the computer and watch my mind go bye-bye.

I do want to blog, and I keep thinking that when I’m inspired I’ll write a bunch of posts and future-date them, but that never happens.  Actually, there’s a lot of things I want to do - clean up my desk, create a filing system to merge the files that Mister and I have, organize my bookmarks, organize my photos, finish unpacking this house, etc, etc, etc.  I’m just too brain dead at the end of the day to do any of that.  I need to find motivation.  Where do I find that, especially after waking up at 5am after about 5hrs sleep (I need 8), working at least 8 hours, then fighting my way through the blast furnace like heat to come home?  I don’t know, but what I do know is that Mister and I will be leaving the house very shortly to go to our regular Thursday night outing, so I won’t be too motivated to do anything else tonight.

So I went ahead and posted my wedding story, and then nothing. Not a peep from me. So what happened? Well, first of all, my new husband had to go away to Texas to train for his new job, so I was without him for 4 days. Not fun, I tell ya, being a newlywed and being away from your husband. Since he was away, I figured I’d get some stuff done around the house.

Monday, the day I dropped him off at the airport, I was at work very early since Mister had to be at the airport early and I work near the airport. I had a very long and tired day, and got home with a bit of a plan. See, we still have a LOT of boxes in the garage from when we moved. A good amount of them are from when I moved in with him, so there’s a lot of stuff I haven’t seen in over a year. At first I thought I’d get to that stuff, but without a plan on where to put any of it, I turned my attention to the other half of the garage. At least on this side were some bigger pieces and a few other things I could do something with right away. I moved a few things around, but was too hot and tired to do much so I didn’t get much done.

Tuesday was an even longer day at work. I don’t know why, but time dragged on like it hasn’t done in a very long time. Somehow I made it through, and figured that since I didn’t get Mister a wedding present (he works from home so it’s hard to surprise him with anything), I’d go get what I’d been eyeing for a few months. I picked that up, did a quick yet uninspiring run around the mall, and went home. I moved a couple tiny things in the garage, made a pile of things to donate, and fell asleep in front of HGTV. Mister hates HGTV, so I watch it when he’s not around.

Wednesday moved a bit faster, thankfully, but was still an uninspiring day. I got home and didn’t do anything in the garage. I don’t think I did much of anything at all that night, except fall asleep in front of HGTV again. A very lonely end to the day that not even Candice Olsen could help with.

Thursday was a day with something to look forward to - Mister was coming home! It was the day before a holiday at work and lots of people weren’t there. There also was not a lot of work to do, so by noon I was ready to leave, and that I did. I came home, ate lunch, and promptly got to work finishing up some things in the garage so I could park the car in there again. I moved 4 pieces of a modular cabinet system upstairs, by myself, without getting hurt. The wall got hurt when one piece went tumbling down the stairs, but I fixed it best I could. I got the cabinets set up in the spare room, moved a few other small pieces in the house, loaded the donations into the back of the truck, and moved the remaining things around the garage for maximum accessibility. Then it was time to get Mister, so I quickly changed and took a French shower before heading to the airport.

Yay! Mister is home! I missed him so much. It’s not the same falling asleep without him there, whether he’s snoring next to me or playing WOW in the next room. There’s just so much I was missing out on when I was alone in my single days, and I never want to be back there again. Anyway, I brought Mister home, showed him all I did around the house that week day, and we got ready to go out and meet with our friends at the usual Thursday night hangout.

Friday was a holiday, so I didn’t have to work. Yay! Three day weekend with my husband! We spent most of the day being lazy in front of the computers before heading over to our friends’ house for wings, Top Gear, and a bit of Wii Sports. Happy Times.

Saturday we had a few errands to do. The donations needed to be dropped off, and we went and looked at the Jetta TDI. Mister has owned Jettas in the past and is really wanting to trade in my Focus, especially now that a diesel is available. While I still owe on my car, the car is still worth more than I owe, but I don’t see getting a new car when we just don’t NEED one. I like the Jetta, but I’ve only ever bought new cars when I really needed them, and the one time I didn’t absolutely need to get a new car is the time I was so stressed out over the purchase that I, well, let’s just say that the stress affected me in unsatisfactory ways. And there’s no “cooling off” period here in Nevada for car purchases, so I was pretty much stuck with it, which is why I wasn’t all that upset when it got wrecked three years later. Anyhoo, I’m still thinking that one over.

We also went to Sizzler yesterday. I had never been there before, since we don’t have them where I’m from, and they looked like a place that, well, I’m too young to go to. Mister said I might like it, and you know what? I did! It was a bit weird in the format, which is order at the fast food counter and then someone seats you in the dining room, but it was nice. The salad bar is decent, and the fried clams I had are the best ones I’ve had since the last time I was at the beach. I think it’s a place that we’ll visit again.

So that’s how my week’s been. It’s after 10pm now, and my eyes are growing heavy. The 5am wake-up call comes early, and it will be a busy day at work tomorrow so I need to start thinking about bed. I’ll try not to let a week go before writing again.

Maybe, just maybe, I will find time to blog in the next week or so.  We are still unpacking boxes, which is not what I want to do when I get home from work, so I usually don’t.  Weekends are fun-filled as usual, with errands, social stuff, and/or loafing around, so not too much gets done then, either.  And we are getting to the point where we are seeing that we have too much stuff and not enough places to store it efficiently in, because the furniture we had at the old place doesn’t work here.  Ah well, such is life.  It will get done, and I will blog again.

We are in the midst of packing right now, so posts will be few and far between until we get set up in the new home.  I’m doing my best to keep up with all of you in the meantime!

I was trying to finish up work today when a coworker came to my desk to see if I had an entry she was looking for. As I reached for the pile it would have been in, I got a paper cut. Considering the volume of paper I handle every day, this is not surprising, even though I rarely actually get a paper cut. But this tiny little cut caused me blinding pain - so much so that I started to sweat for a few minutes. Paper cuts are known to be painful, but why would this tiny little cut cause such a reaction? It was under my fingernail - my thumbnail, to be exact. And every time I hit the space bar as I type this post, I am reminded of it. Try as I might, I cannot hit the space bar with my other hand, because I am a righty, and my right thumb is the one that wants to keep spacing out.

Last week, FH and I went out to eat for lunch. Since this place serves breakfast all day, and it was still relatively early for me (for a Saturday, anyway), I decided to have pancakes. These were no silver dollar pancakes, though. No, these things resembled manhole covers. Yep, you heard me right. Check this out:

As you can see from the photo, it is a full 8 inches across. That’s approximately 20 centimetres to the rest of the world. That’s one enormous pancake. I ate the other one. Is it any wonder why I couldn’t finish the second one? And I know you’re all asking - where does one obtain such large breakfast foods? At the Black Bear Diner, of course!

After lunch, and running a couple other errands, we decided that we didn’t want to go home yet, didn’t want to do the usual things, and wanted something different to do. After a bit of thought and aimless wandering, we decided to go see the Lost City, in Overton, NV. Lake Mead is seriously low on water right now, and there is an old city that was flooded and left underwater when Hoover Dam was finished and Lake Mead was formed. With the water level so low, the ruins of the city are visible, and there’s a museum dedicated to it. Being the sort of people who are interested in such things, we headed up to Overton to see it. All I can say is that we were disappointed. We somehow thought we’d be able to see the actual Lost City. Nope. Didn’t even see Lake Mead at all. We saw a small-town ancient history museum that mainly exhibited the finding of the place, and a reproduction of a pueblo. Nice drive, disappointing destination. With all that’s been said about being able to see the Lost City, we really thought we’d be able to see it. Instead we find out that we saw the same exact thing we would have seen if Lake Mead was overflowing. The Imposter City.

My thumb is throbbing now and it’s affecting my typing, so that’s all you’ll get out of me until this darn thing heals a bit. So long for now.

I suppose my schedule will only get busier in the coming months.  We had house guests this weekend, and I had to work on Saturday to catch up on some stuff that I got behind on when the feces hit the rotary air circulation device earlier in the week.  Today, instead of relaxing, I did get to sleep in a bit, but then we spent the afternoon going around with the realtor looking at condos and townhouses, along with a few single family homes.  Our wedding is in 14 weeks, so there’s lots to do on that front, too.  Future Husband thinks we are crazy by trying to buy a home and plan a wedding at the same time, but hey, lots of couples do it, right?

On the wedding front, we don’t want a huge shindig, and we don’t need to put in all the traditional elements.  A registry is not necessary, either - I was looking at the suggested items to register for, and we have pretty much everything on the list.  So what do we need to register for?  We just want to get the things that are important to us and have a really nice wedding.  And since we are buying a house, we don’t want to spend tons of money.

Anyway, that’s life right now.  This week is more houses, more wedding shopping, and more work.

Yep, it’s tax time.  Boyfriend got the popular tax software, so it was my first year using it.  It was pretty easy, mostly just data entry, and I’ve got everything ready to mail out.  I didn’t bother forking over the extra money to e-file.  Even though I used software to tell me what to do, I still totally understand my return, which is great.  I’m adamant about doing my taxes myself, because I like knowing that I can.  My situation is simple enough that there’s no reason why I should have to pay someone to do it, so I done gone and did it myself.  Tomorrow I just have to stop by the post office and send the returns out, along with the rebate forms for our new phones.

I also spent some time this evening updating my checkbook.  I use software for that, but since it’s on my desktop computer, which I rarely use since it’s in the bedroom, so I had a month’s worth of receipts to enter.  I need to make more of an effort to get on the desktop more often, not only to keep my accounts updated, but also because my iTunes library is there, and I’m itching for new music to listen to on my iPod at work.

I’ve been writing some new Music on Mondays posts, since I got caught at the last minute without a post this week.  And of course in doing that I’ve not posted here.  I know it’s only been about 2 days, but I had the last couple posts written ahead of time, so it feels like forever since I’ve actually written something.  Such is life.

So that’s about it for now.  It’s nearly 11pm and I still need to clean up the dinner dishes, fold laundry, and catch up on everyone else’s blogs before bedtime.  I’ll try to have a more worthwhile post for you soon!

Today is February 29, a day that rolls around only once every 4 years. Gotta love leap years. Normally, February is a financially difficult month, since it’s 2 - 3 days shorter than all the others, it seems that we don’t get paid as much and bills are due a lot more often. But this leap day is special. I get paid today, and since Leap Day occurs on a Friday this year, it makes this February all the more rare. This is what is known in budgeting circles as a 5 week month. There are 5 Fridays this month, so for those of us who get paid every Friday, it means an extra paycheck. Next month there will still be 4 paychecks. I myself get paid every other Friday, so today I get my 3rd paycheck of the month. Yeehaw!

I haven’t forgotten about the follow-up to my previous post. The weekend is coming up and I’m tired from the week. I ended up napping yesterday instead of checking email and blogging when I got home from work, then it was our usual Thursday night out. If I’m not too tired and Boyfriend has nothing planned for tonite, I should be able to get some time then.

Happy Leap Day everyone!

Yesterday I didn’t get online at all.  Boyfriend woke me up much earlier than I would have liked (about 2-3 hours earlier than I usually sleep until on Saturdays), with the expectation that we would be going out to help a friend set up for a party.

In the meantime, we were trying to figure out what to have for breakfast when I came up with the brilliant idea to use the new waffle plates that came with the Panini press that Boyfriend’s mom sent for Christmas.  I looked online for a waffle recipe, and found one that purported to be an excellent recipe that was originally provided with another brand of waffle iron.  The mixing part went well.  That’s about all that went well.  The first one went fine.  The second one had too much batter, and as a result I had batter oozing out the back of the waffle iron.  The rest oozed out a little bit, since we couldn’t seem to get the batter amounts right.

Then we ate them.  Or rather, I ate one.  Boyfriend had two bites and threw his away.  They were the worst waffles we have ever had.  I’m not sure bland is even the right word.  They were just… ew.  They currently reside in the trash.  After that I didn’t even want to clean the kitchen.  I’ll be doing that today.

After some showers, we went out for a late lunch and headed over to our friend’s house.  There were some errands to be done in preparation for the party, so Boyfriend and friend went out to do some, and I was sent out to do the rest.  We met back up at the house, set up, had a fantabulous party, and got home really, really late.

Today I am catching up on all the websurfing I didn’t do yesterday, along with important things like email, blogs, and message boards.  I also have to clean the kitchen, figure out what to eat for dinner (I slept till 2pm so I haven’t had breakfast yet), and do some laundry.  I’m off from work tomorrow, and Boyfriend wants to go to LA to meet up with some of his Silly Little Game friends.  I figure that’s a fun way to spend the extra day off, so I’m all for it.

So there ya go, my semi-boring weekend.  I’m off to finish up a few things online and then get to the housework.

I got my mom’s craft done. Pictures will be appearing once I know she’s received it and opened it. All gifts are purchased, with the exception of stocking stuffers. Those will be obtained once Boyfriend has a stocking to stuff. Gosh, that sounded rude. Anyway, I only have to wrap and pack up the one box of everything that is going to my mom’s house, and everything else is ready to go to the post office. Those mailing deadlines sneak up on you really fast.

The potential trip to Denver won’t happen this weekend. It’s a long drive to make on a regular, 2-day weekend. Boyfriend and I decided that if the weather holds out, we’ll go next weekend. We’ll still take the two days, but we don’t have to be at work the following Monday. Or Tuesday, or Wednesday. So a mad dash trip to Denver won’t be too terrible with some recovery time afterwards. Besides - snow! I’d get to see the Rockies in all their snow-covered glory. Hopefully the weather holds out enough so we can go and not have to put it off until a later, more hectic weekend.

That’s about it for now. Boyfriend and I are watching holiday-themed movies lately. Tonite is Love Actually. Time to enjoy the movie!

…and not a moment to rest. I’ve barely had time to read most of your blogs, but I’ve skimmed them over to keep my reader from reaching the 100s. I’ll post more when I have some time, but for now, I must hurry and get in the shower and get my butt (along with the rest of me) to work.

I really appreciate everyone’s feedback about some of the content in my sidebar. I’m glad that not only do you like what I’ve got here on my blog, but that I’m not seriously offending anyone with some of my innocently placed sidebar eye candy. I’m not so totally wrapped up in what people think about my blog, but if something small like that really bothers people, I will definitely consider changing it.

In other news, I am alone tonite. All by my lonesome, with no one to hold me. Boyfriend had go go on a business trip to a place with trees and mountains and rain. Lots of rain. He was so not thrilled about having to go, since he’s covering someone else’s vacation while his stuff gets all backed up at home. Sure makes a lot of sense, doesn’t it? So I dropped him off at the airport this morning on my way to work and will pick him up on my way home from work Friday. I have two whole nights by myself to hog the bed, snore, fart, burp, pick my nose, and do all those other things that I do when he’s around. Only it won’t be as much fun.

Inspired by a thread at ADL.

In the past year, I have made a bunch of good friends. I got in a wreck and got a new car, experienced the misery that is a cast to fix a broken bone. I met my premature niece, who decided to make her grand entrance two months early, but when I was relatively nearby. I changed jobs a few times and got into one I like, and most importantly I met and moved in with the most wonderful, awesomely best man in the world.

In the past 2 days, on the other hand, I have not been feeling too well. I think I’ve been having a very low grade but persistent upper respiratory infection. Driving over the Sierras last week brought hellish pain to my ears, which is a bit unusual, and today I’ve been having slight bouts of dizziness. I left work early and slept most of the day. The slight stuffiness, fatigue and such I can deal with, the dizziness and ear pain that make me take unpaid time off from work - not so much. OTC decongestants have been helping, and hopefully it goes away soon.

Why is it that when you have a vacation, the week after is total crap? I mean, I didn’t have a totally crappy week (except for the damn soda explosion), but it wasn’t very satisfying personally. Monday after work I slept, because I was dead tired and needed a nap. Boyfriend and I couldn’t get our groove on as far as food goes, so we didn’t eat all that well. And Friday, of all nights, I was dead by 9pm. Nine! I was snoring on the sofa way to early for a Friday night.

The weekend was better. Saturday I finally got some stuff unpacked. Remember, I move in with Boyfriend back in May, but I never unpacked most of it because I had a few issues to work through and it was just too freaking hot. Who wants to schlep boxes up the stairs when it’s 115F outside? Not I. So they sat, until yesterday. I brought up some more clothes, all my hangers to hang them on, my file cabinet so I can clean off my desk, my candles (which somehow survived being in the garage in that heat), one box of stuff for my desk, which actually gets stored in a cabinet I have, along with my other bed pillow and my blanket that I like to use when I get a bit chilly. Not a lot of stuff in the grand scheme of things, but it’s a start. For starters, the bedroom closet now looks like I live here. And while I was downstairs I re-organized the rest of the boxes so that like items are together. I have 5 boxes of books, which are easy to unpack once I actually get them up the stairs, and there’s a bunch of kitchen stuff. Boyfriend and I have to go through that, go through his, and pick out the best of the best. Other things, like decor, just aren’t getting unpacked as long as we live in this tiny apartment.

Today, after a long, leisurely brunch with some friends, Boyfriend and I took a quick look at a new housing development. They’re all over town, so it’s easy to find one. We didn’t really like the layouts of the homes we viewed, except one, but that particular builder used some materials we thought were inferior. It did give us a chance to talk about what we wanted in a house, and it was exhilarating to know that for over 95% of it, we are on the same page. So buying a house, while not immediately in the future, is a goal that we both have. This tiny apartment will not suffice forever.

As it is now 11pm and I seem to have lost an hour (more or less) surfing the web and catching up with all your posts, I’ll leave you all for now. I hope to be back sometime this week for more fun in the life of me.

It is way too late to put together a proper blog post, but I do want to let you know that despite the lack of comments from me on your blogs, I have read them and am finally caught up. I love my vacations, but I need some decompression time before going back to work. It’s that much harder to get anything done when I see 80 new posts in my reader.

My sister sent me pictures of the baby. She turns 1 in exactly a month, but the pictures are older, since she’s been meaning to send me some for awhile now. And the pics are all close-ups of the baby’s face, so other than a 4×6 photo of my niece’s face, I have no idea what she looks like. When I go to visit at Thanksgiving, I’ll bring my camera (not the lovely one that Boyfriend has) and try to teach my sister the artistic merits of perspective.

And taking a weekend off apparently means I have two extra loads of laundry to do, even though we didn’t use any more clothing than usual, but I now have twice as much laundry. Whatever. I just need to fold what’s done and get it off the bed so I can go to bed. I’m tired now. Good night.

Since my last post, which was really quite heavy and emotionally draining (as was the entire week before the post), I have been feeling relatively uninspired regarding blog posts. I’ve been reading some excellent posts that all my blogging friends put out, but here, I haven’t felt much like blogging.

Things with Boyfriend are absolutely wonderful. I feel so much more relaxed now in the relationship, so I’ve been enjoying that. And he’s getting involved in a CD mix exchange with me, which will be fun. It’s a mix of cover songs, and since between the 2 of us we have a lot of ideas that will fill 2 CD’s, he’s going to do his own mix for me to send out along with mine. What fun! It’s due sometime in September, so I’ll be posting that once it’s done and sent out.

For now, though, sleep beckons. Last week was rather tiring, especially with a group of women living up to their racial stereotypes who were being way, way too loud in the pool long after it had closed for the evening. When the courtesy patrol failed to respond in a timely manner, Boyfriend went down to try and convince them to be quiet, and everything got louder. It took a couple of hours to calm down from that, and I only got 3 hours of sleep that night. So not good, but I think management drilled into them and security what the rules are and how to go about following/enforcing them. So, with that, I bid you good night.

And you’d better believe it. I now have a job I love, but they are pretty strict about internet use at work. Even if I could have liberal use of the internet, I don’t have time for that, which is good. I wanted a job that kept me busy, and I have it. I really have no complaints there.

At home, as you all know, I no longer live alone. I like to spend time with Boyfriend. Dinner is actually a real cooked meal, usually cooked by me, rather than the “quick nuke it in between IM posts” stuff that I used to eat. Sometimes we go out with friends in the evening. Weekends usually see us really busy, with lots of activities planned or us going out of town. We went to Denver a few weeks back and will probably be going back again in a couple of weeks. This weekend there are friends coming to visit, and my understanding is that they have so many things they want to do on the 2 days they are here that we will barely get a chance to shit (there, that ought to affect my G rating!). I’m not complaining, it will be fun right up until I walk my zombie ass into work at 7am Monday morning.

I know you are all used to me posting often, at least 3-4 times a week. Now I’m down to about once a week. Basically, I don’t sit at work and blog anymore. I don’t come home and go right to the computer anymore. I have a Boyfriend and a wonderful life, and because of that, blogging is no longer the love of my life. Sure, I still do really enjoy blogging, so I’ll still be around. I’ll try to keep to at least once a week. The part that’s a bit more difficult to take is that I don’t have much time anymore to read everyone else’s blogs. I try my best to keep up, and don’t comment as much as I used to, but I do make every effort when I am online to read what you all are writing and doing. So I’m still here. I just have a life outside of the blogosphere now.

I signed up for a gmail account, just to have a second email since I no longer have an account through the cable company, and Blogger went and switched my login name. No biggie, but it seems that the Google empire wants you to have everything with them. At least they make it easy and convenient and not a major pita.

I got a reply from my mom to my my previous post. I haven’t posted her comment yet, and I’m not sure if I will. I did email her, and it’s just something we have to work out. So enough on that.

Boyfriend and I went to IKEA yesterday. I’m still a bit peeved that they currently have no intention on building one here in Las Vegas, so we made the 4 hour (each way) trek to SoCal. We bought three bookcases, two CD racks to flank the fireplace (which currently is a featureless hole in the wall), a shelf to act as a mantle over the fireplace, and two ice cube molds. All the big stuff was either black or black-brown, and it all fit in my tiny Ford Focus hatchback. After a somewhat cramped ride home, we got right to work putting it all together. The place is really coming together now that there’s somewhere to put everything. Tomorrow I’ll drive a truckload of stuff over to the charity shop so we can get it away from us.

My back has been really hurting me the past few days. Friday was the worst. It seems ok as long as I’m not moving around and I can sit on a comfortable, supportive seat and in an upright position. It seems to be getting a bit better, but now the muscles are stiff too. Hopefully it will be better really soon, because I hate not having my normal range of motion and ability to move and do stuff.

Ah well. Tomorrow it’s back to job hunting, unpacking, and organizing all the shiznit I have, and trust me, I’m still frustrated with it all.

I’m still on the hunt for a job. I registered with a couple agencies and have been going on interviews. Soon I shall have something, fingers crossed. It’s hard to sound excited about being an administrative assistant. I mean, it’s not like it’s a career goal anymore. Years ago there were secretarial schools that women went to, because it was one of the 3 accepted careers for women (the others being nurse and teacher). If a woman was going to work, that’s one of the very few choices she had. I don’t know how anyone ends up being a career assistant, especially in this day and age where getting a new job every couple of years is the norm.

Since I’ve been home looking for a job, I’ve also been trying to get my stuff all unpacked and settled. That’s been going even less successful than the job hunt. First of all, it’s over 100 degrees outside, so going to our garage and hauling boxes into the upstairs apartment we have isn’t an appealing thought. Also, Boyfriend and I live in a 1 bedroom apartment, so space is severely limited. We’ve both been frustrated with the process, but we are slowly but surely making progress. On the plus side, my computer is set up and online via wirelss (yay Boyfriend!) so no more issues with that one silly little laptop key. The rest of my desk, on the other hand, is in a miserable state of being partially done, since a lot of the relevant crap that goes with having a desk is still boxed up in the garage.

Other than that there’s been not a heck of a lot going on. I’ve been trying to keep up with blogs, though I haven’t been able to check all of them as often as I used to. That’s ok, because if I get a job that has me as busy as I want to be, I won’t have much time to read them all, so it’s something that I should get used to. For now, though, I need to get some stuff done around the house to make things easier for when Boyfriend gets home and perhaps eat some lunch.

One can only hope. After a hectic week and weekend, things should be settling down a bit. I have not had much time alone with Boyfriend since we got together. First he was away on business and this past week, along with the weekends that bookend the week, for a grand total of 10 days, he has had house guests from out of town. Add to that all the things we had going on this week - my concert, his concert, a mutual friend’s birthday, etc., and we are exhausted. It will be so nice to sit and do nothing together tonight. And, there is the strong possibility for thunderstorms forecast for today, so sitting with his arms around me during a thunderstorm will be even better.

Despite all the busyness, guests and crazy schedules, things have been going very, very well with Boyfriend. And that’s all I have to say about that.