So I can finally say the drought is over! It was certainly worth the wait and that’s all I will say on that matter. Grown-up fun with someone you are really diggin is Fantabulous

But anywhoo, I guess I’m enjoying my “titleless non-relationship” with Coach. We spent all day Sunday just relaxing and chit chatting. It was pretty cool. I have learned not to push the “relationship” talk because I watch his actions more than listen to all of his “fears”.

We were both in a mushy sort of mood so there were lots of compliments and affectionate words flowing. That’s rare for me because I tend to keep my feelings bottled up because I don’t like being vulnerable. I find myself opening up a space for him in my life and although I want to run from it, something in his spirit just keeps calling me. I really enjoy being around him, even when we’re just breathing in the same air and watching one another sleep (we tend to nap at different times). I’m looking forward to this week because it is his b-day week (also known as “Coach Appreciation Week”) so I get the opportunity to spoil him rotten. His birthday gift is purchased and personalized, the ingredients for his cake are in the kitchen, his cards are already signed. I love taking a moment (with a sanctioned holiday) to tell someone I appreciate them. I had the hardest time finding a non-funny card because all of the cards skip right from “homey” to “husband”. Where are the cards for “I’m getting to know you and I think you’re special”? They used to sell those a few years back. Now everything is “my love” or “my husband”. We aren’t there yet. So I got a “less than hilarious” card and wrote a little note in it. Of course I’m nervous about him reading it (even though it isn’t that mushy). I sent him an evite for his birthday dinner (even though it’s just the two of us) and the nut job rsvp’d maybe to make me laugh. I kinda figured he would do that :) I love a man with a sick and twisted sense of humor.

Ok enough of my sappy mushiness. I guess I shall get ready for another day of studying tomorrow. My baby (my god-brother) graduates from 8th grade tomorrow and he’s the salutatorian so I have to be front and center. Toodles!