Last night, despite my bed in my air-conditioned bedroom calling out to me, I sat down and typed out an entry. It had to go up last night, because June 27 marked the one-month anniversary of Swedish Girl and Cool Jesus. Happy Anniversary to us. I wanted to mark the happy little milestone with a celebratory entry, as well as to fill y’all in on our interesting Sunday out together. I’m blaming either my grogginess or the brutal Quincy mugginess, because somehow I managed to select all, then I clicked the mouse, and lost everything. I was far too frustrated to start over. I apologize.
Since I’m at work right now, I can’t recreate this post, which wasn’t my best work anyway. It was maybe C or C+ work, so you’re not missing much. The crux of the entry was the gem Swedish Girl came up with on Sunday. She mentioned that we are in the adjustment period. I don’t know why this made me laugh, but it did. This month has flown by and I’ve been happy and smiley (some of you out there may have seen a Cool Jesus smile once or twice). Swedish Girl is probably close to slapping me because she thinks I’m always laughing at her, but it’s not like that at all. I won’t get all sappy on y’all right here, but I will just say that her accent and her smile and the whole Swedish package is enough to keep me laughing and smiling.
I think Swedish Girl surmised that the adjustment period would last another two months (or did she mean two months total?). That sounds reasonable to me. I think after three months we should know each other well enough to know when the other is joking, serious, teasing, testing (note to ladies: testing is not fair!), playful, angry, upset, and any other of the myriad emotions there are to read and be read. I think we’ve done pretty well in month #1. The adjusting has been fun and educational. I’m still waiting for Swedish Girl to fill you in on her thoughts of her first month with Cool Jesus (she’s a brave woman), as well as her permission to release the first photo of Swedish Girl and Cool Jesus.
So, stay tuned for my second draft about Sunday (foreshadowing: it involves a haggard old gypsy!) and join me in toasting the happy couple as we enter month #2. Slainte!
