steal away, you and me, to a cave made of sheets

dear peter,
thanks for fulfilling my childish request and building a fort for us to sleep in. i'm keeping it up!
thanks for driving me all the way to tallahassee, just to spend more time with me.
thanks for stimulating my brain with awesome intellectual talks on philosophy and sustainability and creativity.
thanks for almost always giving me the love bite. especially when it's ice cream.
thanks for constantly picking me up and throwing me over your shoulder. i love that.
thanks for finally getting me to love red wine. i think i'm growing up!
thanks for playing draw something against me while we're sitting right next to each other. and for delivering my phone to me like a cute little boy, every time it's my turn.
no thanks for making luna love you more than me now. i'm hoping it's just a phase.
thanks for loving that i cry sometimes during movies and other little things. and for hugging me when it's over something sad... and laughing at me when it's over something silly.
thanks for pushing me on the swing every time you're here.
thanks for laying in bed with me, youtubing funny videos, and then randomly typing in the youtube search "stefanie is pretty". i think you're really cute.

dear peter, time goes by too fast when i'm with you. i miss you already and i lerve you.


ever since we've been apart 
(i'm in Vegas and he's in Seattle)
Peter has been sending me non-stop pictures
that almost make me feel like i'm there with him.
i think i have a keeper.

so far this year

i'm happy.
it might be silly, but the idea of a new year has rejuvenated me. more than usual, i think.
this time last year, i was lost and frustrated. and homeless, too (just moving back from london).
this year, i have so much to look forward to. i drove into tallahassee and everything was so pretty to me. the winding roads were empty and smooth. the trees made a canopy over the road home.
i have a home. and four pretty roommates who were really excited to see me. so excited that i thought it was unusual, until i realized they thought i might never come back, after my woes last semester. 
but don't worry roomies, i was only joking about giving up on school. kind of... but i won't.
this year, i'm excited to start classes, because then i'll be that much closer to finishing. 
i also promise to try and enjoy them, no matter how much i resent them for stressing me out.
this year, i'm actually going to fulfill my resolutions (they're all realistic this time).
although... i wasn't too frugal today. i was in a good mood and bought two pairs of shoes. and lipgloss.
at least i took my vitamins.

this year, i'm more in love than ever.
this cute boy of mine likes to be sneaky and set up candlelit dinners.
i was in the other room oblivious, laughing at the baby videos my dad copied for me,
so i was super surprised and thankful for this sweet, romantic gesture.
he's smart, funny, handsome, and he can cook?
how did i get so lucky?

p.s. to peter,
sorry again for constantly making you pause your cool action movie just so i could show you funny things i did when i was a baby, like... twirl and laugh. i love you and your patience :)