Hello everyone. Four days without blogging feels like sore neglect to me. And I missed another HNT. Geez Louise.
Anyway, I have been spending my time with Boyfriend. I got to meet his sister earlier in the week, which was great because, while he has spent plenty of time with most of the nutjobs who share my last name, she was the first family member of his that I have ever met. (His parents don't live in the U.S.) Naturally, I was pretty nervous, but it went well. She has a sharp wit, and in addition to being funny, she kept making pointed feminist comments. What was not to like? He had told me before I met her that she was a bit like the Traveler, and she did remind me of her a lot.
She has gone home now - she lives in another state - so it's just us. We have been planning my birthday party, actually. (Next week, in addition to being our 6-month anniversary, commemorates my twenty-two years on this planet.) I am so excited about it. At first, I was afraid that few people would come, because so many of my friends are either not in the state or not even in the country at this time of year. However, ten people have said that they are coming, and there might be a few more, so I'm happy. Seems like a good number.
Boyfriend has been helping me so much with the planning. He's the best. Last night, we were taking a walk together, and we passed the gargantuan library on whose steps we had our first kiss. He reminded me of this, and as we passed the exact spot, he leaned over and kissed me again as if to honor the memory. We resumed walking and I thought to myself, "How did I get so lucky?"
I'm going to cry when he leaves. As usual.