Did I spell that right? I’ve already had half a bottle of wine (El Espiral – a lovely and slightly effervescent white – vinho verde – from Portugal, only $3.99 at your local Trader Joes) so my speeling is a bit off. Wait, I mean my spelling is a bit off.
Anyways. yesterday marked three months for Teh Smitten and myself and I am still not tired of that cutie. Right now he’s over in the bedroom area folding my blanket and humming the well-known stripper theme. So cute. Killing me with his cuteness. If I weren’t so tipsy (and if he weren’t so tipsy) I’d go over there and give him some “what for”. (Can I get a “what what” from the Midwestern faction?)
More importantly, Teh Smitten claims he has not tired of me. Things are kind of tough for him at the mo’, so the fact that it isn’t spilling over into us is rather indicative of a larger and pleasant truth. (Don’t make me speel it out for you. I’ve beeb drinling.)