a lull

I’ve been looking at this page for a while now. Days, maybe? Something like that.

There's a lot I want to say. But I'm not sure how to start or if I'd even want to hit publish when I was done.

Nothing's wrong. Everything's right and wonderful.

Our friends got married, and it was amazing. The venue was beautiful, the bride breathtaking. The ex and I knew we were going to run into each other for the first time since the breakup almost two years ago, and that was a lot less awkward than any of us anticipated. I know you're probably thinking 'Two years - who still cares??' And you're right. But it's a small group of friends and I hadn't seen some of them since the breakup.

Another ex got married last week, and that went well too (even with his "bet you thought I'd never do that!!" email).

There's been a lot of snugglin' down in the apartment because of the near-torrential rain we've gotten. But that's been good, too. The weather could've been so much worse.

We bought Spore the other day, and I'm totally addicted. So is Pete. Luckily we've been pretty great about sharing so far. :P

There've been carnivals and visits from my parents and nights out with friends. One night in particular where I got home at 4am feeling like I knew one of my besties more than I ever had, and so grateful to be coming home to my sweetness. But inside I'm just sort of ... breathing, taking it all in.

I feel like I should be out there, taking pictures or picking the last of the flowers or splashing in puddles or doing sun dances.

Soon I'll jump back in and have much more to share. But for now ...