Friday, July 20, 2007

A weekend in the vowel states

The boyfriend, his cousin’s girlfriend and I (got all that?) are picking up the boyfriend’s cousin (who is also the boyfriend’s cousin’s girlfriend’s boyfriend) at the airport at 1:00 am Saturday and deadheading to Dayton so I can finally meet their grandmother and assorted sisters and cousins and aunts, some of whom have become regular readers of this here blog thing. Which means I like them already. Especially if they can pick out all the show-tune references in this post.

A year ago Sunday was the fateful party where the boyfriend and I first bonded over show tunes and puppy-dog eyes and repeated—albeit completely accidental—brushes up against each other. While I never thought I’d meet a prince, I certainly never thought I’d be celebrating a one-year prince-a-versary on a 5-hour road trip. With relatives in the car.

And I couldn’t be happier.

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