As in the blogosphere. (Is that word even cool anymore?)
Ok. It took me a while to figure this whole thing out, but here’s the best way to explain.
There’s this really cool single mommy blogger called Mommy Pie.
Three months ago, Mommy Pie met boy. And somehow boy met or connected with Mommy Pie’s bloggy friend, Marcy.
Isn’t that sweet?
And she said yes, yada yada and now she’s overwhelmed and excited and giddy and all that good stuff.
Meanwhile, I’m sitting here stuffing my PMS face with these $.99 sugar-coated fruit slices and reaching for a tissue because this love stuff making me weepy.
So now I guess I’m supposed to write about love and stuff. Because all the cool kids are playing.
But I don’t know what to say.
I’m in love.
With this amazing man. And we’re just doing our thing and figuring it out. Which is to say: caring for and supporting one another. And making one another laugh. (A lot. ) And talking and listening and being random and having fun and spending time. (A lot.)
Because I guess that’s just what you do. When you are in love.