I am cranky and hormonal today, so I penned a very loving and well-worded post about our anniversary coming up.  Bryan and I had a splendid first date, and maybe one day, perhaps the actual anniversary, I’ll share all the details of that night.  Because it really is very sweet.

In fact, we were talking about our first kiss last night, and how he wouldn’t make the first move.  He said he felt like he was out of his league.  Funny thing was.. so did I.

Not that it stopped me, though.

I need a tacky Christmas sweater.  Preferably one that is loud and possibly has functional lights on it.  Anyone?  If I can’t find one that I personally endorse, Bob will be left to find one on his own, and that frightens me.

Tonight’s “Trading Spouses” should be FANTASTIC.  I love it when people lose their minds on camera.  Makes my day.  I think I’ll be in rehearsal, though, so I’ve got my tv mate ready to record.

Thank God he knows how to program those things.  Because I am just clueless.  And it looks like with things ramping up, that we’ll need the VCR more and more.  Although Ra seems to think DVR is pretty superior.. and maybe one day we’ll actually have cable.  But after spending the weekend at my parents’ last week, we mostly ended up flipping through the cable channels and then resting on the free channels anyway.  We’ll see.

I am burning up.  Hot in here.  Or, as Nelly would say, Hot in Herr.

Prez Zee just sent me a VERY sweet email, congratulating me on the big news.  He said, “Yeah, you gave up Christmas Carol, but got Bob Cratchit AND Tiny Tim anyway!” 

So I guess the news is out there. It’s official: we’re engaged.  So much to do, so little time.

I should stop smiling at some point.