This weekend was fairly astounding. I'm older than I once was (and younger than I'll be. That's not unusual.*) I had four whole nights and days with my boyfriend. I hung out and celebrated with the most important people of my life. I dressed up quite fancy and ate at a posh restaurant. I received my Converse boots and wore them every day. I watched How to Train Your Dragon, and loved it. I ate heaps of great food. Pet some horses. Yeah, it was a great time.

But I've just returned from the airport and therefore I'm a bit saddened now. I don't know just when the next time I'll see him will be. Hopefully December, but we'll work on it.

*Tell me who wrote that first.