A Nice Weekend

But which one? I meant to write about last weekend on Monday, but now it's Wednesday already and all I can think about is that next weekend starts tomorrow when Teri and I head to Illinois so she can meet my family. The past three days have just felt like obstacles to get past so that Thursday evening can finally be here. Maybe it's because I've been looking forward to this weekend for quite a while now, or maybe it's just my natural impatience. I don't know. In the end, does it matter?

I guess my favorite part of last weekend is just the number of different ways in which I was reminded why I love Teri and why she's right for me. I won't bother listing them here, but trust me, there were plenty. Another theme I've been noticing over the past few weeks is that when I'm spending time with Teri, I start having thoughts about what it will be like to be married to her and get to share life with her. I'm pretty sure that's a good thing.

Yeah, it's a long, boring drive (at least alone it is), and yeah, Lucy will be disappointed that Sparky isn't with us, but how wouldn't this be a good weekend? After all, we'll have the last awkward, nervous meeting out of the way...finally.

Don't worry Teri, I'll stop joking about proposing now.