you know it's gonna make it that much better
I think I can safely say all celebrations of the Boy's 30th birthday were a rousing success. On Friday, serving wenches, pimps, Chia pets, and Michael J. Fox characters all managed to overcome their differences long enough to drink and carouse together, smoke stogies, and walk by a whorehouse. Good times. Saturday was gorgeous, obligating us to lounge around at the park and then head downtown for ice cream and window shopping. Sunday was rainy, so we hit the mall and then stayed cosy inside, doing laundry and watching lots of Food Network.
There is glory to be found in mundane things when you're with the right person. So it only makes sense to take up residence with the right person when you've found them. Let the great apartment hunt begin!
On a more trivial level, we can stop constantly schlepping clothes, books, and food from each others' places. But more importantly, home the location and home the person will be in the same place. It's going to feel so right to come home to the Boy every night.
*Cue up the Beach Boys*
you know it’s gonna make it that much better
when we can say goodnight and stay together
wouldn’t it be nice if we could wake up
in the morning when the day is new
and after having spent the day together
hold each other close the whole night through