one

today marks one year to the day of the first date with the boy. so since i didn't get him a gift and we're bowling in our league tonight, i thought i'd share some thoughts with you, dear innernets.

thoughts about the boy, one year ago today:

• since i'd just come off my dating whirlwind, that he was another nice guy but that i wasn't sure it would last beyond the summer
• that he was wearing a watch that didn't work and that made no sense to me
• that it was good (and bad) that he lived just 8 blocks from me

thoughts about the boy today:

• he is my person
• one of his many adorable quirks is that he wears a watch that doesn't work
• i love that he lives 8 blocks from me as i never have to shower in his shower and can always run home and change (this, however, has slowed the progress of us taking next steps as it's not inconvenient enough for me to be anywhere willing to give up my own place)
• he's the most patient, caring man who will do just about anything once
• even when i'm at my worst, he still loves me like i'm the best
• i have a new appreciation for ponds and spend lots of time thinking about one
• we can go anywhere and still laugh
• everday i wake up amazed that it is possible to love him more this day than the previous

many, many more thoughts to be shared on many, many more anniversaries.

tight skin

one of the side effects of a year of bliss with TheBoy, is the recent tightness of my skin. as in, the wee bit of weight i've gained.

even though we drink much less than we did in our initial months of courtship, we now cook and eat dinner together 3-4 nights a week and occasionally splurge on celebratory dinners, bday dinners and other such nonsense.

while i love the opportunity to be able to have dinner with him (and damn is he a good cook), we can't really eat my skinny girl diet of veggies with a blip of protein. he's a meat and potatoes kind of guy and now i have a meat and potatoes kind of ass.

we're headed out on an adventure in a couple months and my goal is to at least not to feel all fat girl, little pants by then.

ah, bf bliss.