Our blogs can be involved too...

Every day I'm with you is filled with those moments we keep talking about: pinpoints of giddy incredulity, flashes of luck and happiness. The days are long when we are apart, and just barely wide enough to hold all the smiles and plans and walking and talking and laughing and silence when we are with one another. The nights are too short for all the together we seem to want to be.

Going out with you is amazingly fun. Staying in with you is also amazingly fun. I can't wait to do both much more. I can't wait to work on the list that we've already made so long. This weekend when I napped next to you and you worked on your paper, I was somehow happy in my sleep.

I will write sappy blog entries and not feel embarrassed.

I'm falling for you. I'm still not afraid to say it, even though it's only been thirteen days. You used the word first, one I will now steal. Smitten.