Warning: sappy Ryan post forthcoming.


I'm one of those people who had to suppress gag reflexes at the huggy, kissy, every night sleepover, "no I love YOU more!!!" couples. I'm practical, down-to-earth, etc etc. Past relationships kinda reflect that - they were the kind where the focus was on practicalities and technicalities, not so much plain old honest to goodness affection. Not to say it wasn't there, by any means - but the old 'there was something MISSING' definitely applies. Do you see where I'm going with this?

So, Ryan and I have been together officially for three months and five days. We do the sleepover thing, the spending real lots and lots of time together to the point of annoying our friends, the teasing, the flirting, the PDAs, the making out in various closets, vehicles, and movie theatres....all the things that would make me roll my eyes and go find something practical to do if I had to hear about it from someone else. BUT NOW I DO IT TOO.

I woke up a couple times early this morning....every time I did I saw Ryan in his gray t-shirt sleeping next to me and I smiled to myself, and went back to sleep. It's an incredible feeling of belonging and rightness....and right now in my mind it's represented by the gray t-shirt. The one that says 'ocean rescue' on it, that I made fun of him for because he's NOT a real lifeguard...and then we woke up facing each other, and he leaned in and kissed me....and I'm practical, I'm busy, I'm down-to-earth, I lose important things on a regular basis, and I'm falling for this boy.

I'm also procrastinating for my 202 exam, watching Nip/Tuck, and praying for snow.