who woulda thunk it, eh, nickleby?

i am back from a fantastic weekend in my hometown.

saturday consisted of chores and watching sweeney todd with my favorite engaged couple/theatre friends.

yesterday was absolutely amazing. it was the first valentine's day i celebrated with someone else, instead of being merry happy (or not) with being single. foreign films and gen-you-ine kettle corn and having him meet my mother and brother and dancing and quality alone time is a good recipe for a permagrin. roses and being sung to didn't hurt either.

it's the weirdest thing, being all cutesy with someone else, but i kind of can't help it. i like holding hands. i like riding in cars without awkward silences. i like roses, as generic as it may seem, and kissing's a perk.

who would've thought...in the mindset i was in a year ago, even one month ago...that i'd be this happy. i'm not letting it completely covering my cranium in a candy-coated glaze. i just feel...so at ease, so perfectly comfortable around him...and so happy.

who would've thought...i would've been the last to imagine it.
i am unbelievably happy. there's no other way to put it.

-d