Good For Licking

Eddie and I had our first date one year ago today. It was one of the best dates of my life. We went to Outback for dinner and all I could think about was how cute he was and how much I wanted to kiss him. But I licked him instead. No, seriously, I didn't. Well, not until later. On the EAR, people. The ear.

What a difference a year makes. I've been on the road with Eddie for over 7 months now and I think living in the small space of the truck is a real testament to our relationship. Even though I still want to kill him 57 times a day, I think we do pretty well for the most part.

We laugh (and argue) often, experience a lot together and get to visit family and friends all the time. I enjoy his company and know that he loves mine. We went out to dinner tonight and in addition to the beautiful sapphire and gold necklace he gave me, I also received a beautiful card that made me cry. Two minutes later, he chided me for trying to rig the computer monitor with a bungee cord.

Oh, the bliss!