I'm pretty sure all 6 people who check this blog anymore know me well enough on a personal level to know the most current events in my life (and yes, I do know there are only 6 readers because I have a tracker). Since I can't stop thinking, talking, and daydreaming about him, I am here to announce that after all this talk of '2010 New Men' and falling in love with fictitious characters in the movies, I am lucky enough to have actually fallen head over heels in love with a REAL boy! He trumps Edward Cullen, Jacob Black, Jake Sully, and Henry DeTamble any day. And the best part? The head over heels feelings are mutual.
It feels like I sped through all the rose ceremonies and won The Bachelor without having to compete against other nutso single women for the prize. I don't know how I got so lucky. And yes, I realize how cheesy I am. I can't even help it. Nope. Can't.
As someone who doesn't frequently fantasize about romance, I will say that I feel like I'm in a fairytale, or at least a romantic comedy--just don't let J-Lo or Katherine Heigl play me when the movie is made.
As for the story... A few months ago when Laina and I were discussing the details of her upcoming wedding, I realized I didn't know much about her reception decor. "Tell me everything!" I demanded. "What song are you dancing to? What is going to be on the tables? Are you still using birch wood?" She responded by telling me she was going to be surprised. She had a designer and he was going to do something amazing. She sent me the link to his website. Discussion of this designer turned into matchmaking, "jam AND guess what! I want to hook you up with STEVE the wedding decor designer!!!!!!" (this is a real copy/paste from a gchat convo mind you). Next it was "He is buying a ticket to New York for NEXT WEEKEND." When I caught up with friends over brunch, I was asked if there were any new guys in my life. I admitted that I had a major crush on a stranger I had never spoken to, only Facebook stalked. Communication was initiated (by me) and the mystery crush evolved into me obsessively refreshing my Facebook messages in anticipation of a new message from him. He was witty and I liked it.
His trip to NYC was a little shaky. I'm not getting into the details of it because I turned into the most shy and awkward person ever. Bratty almost. I was beyond nervous and intimidated. He was very cute and SO nice. He made me incredibly shy. Couldn't put sentences together. He'd ask me questions and I'd respond with one word answers. Idiot.
Fast forwarding to the good parts... lucky for me, he stuck with me long enough for me to come out of my shell. He came to NYC a second time. Crush was solidified. Boyfriend title was given. Lots of cupcakes were eaten. I couldn't get enough.. (enough of him I mean. I definitely had more than enough cupcakes)
Next on the agenda was the Seattle trip for Laina's wedding. Steve obviously put together the most beautiful reception ever and I was blown away--as was everyone else in attendance. Please see the pictures below to prove I am not biased.
The story gets even better: A few days after the wedding when I was still in Washington, Steve whisked me away on a surprise little plane ride to an island in the San Juans. HOW IS THIS REAL LIFE?! We were the only people on the island. It was us, our picnic basket, a few deer and some geese. It was the only sunny day the entire time I was in Seattle. What a miracle. We had the cutest most perfect picnic on the dock. I wish I could go back to that moment. I couldn't have dreamed up a more perfect afternoon with a dreamier guy.
He is so adorable!
So now I am back in New York counting down the days until I see him again. I can't believe how hard it is to be in a long distance relationship - ugh! I have equally mixed feelings of happiness and loneliness. I am so grateful for meeting someone so great. He is smart, extremely talented, kind, funny, weird, sings with me in the car when I force him to, and LOVES dessert. He has the whitest, brightest, biggest smile I have ever seen and a heart of gold. I am completely smitten and it is quite an amazing feeling to have.
...and yes, I did mean that I am literally counting down the days until I see him again. I made this paper chain out of post-its at work. 18 to go!!!
