summer of love

the other day a friend asked me how my first summer was going as a married lady and before that moment i'd forgotten i was married and was overcome by a wonderful flash flood of memories of the wedding and the honeymoon and i looked down at my rings and a joyful love shiver shot up my spine and i wrote jeremy a love email and when i was through hitting send noticed he'd just sent me one too. at the exact same time.

oh yeah, the first summer is real good.

I LOVE YOU SWEETIE! to the moon. and back. and then to the moon again however many more times it takes to spend eternity taking trips to the moon.