A year ago today I met Ray (my boyfriend, not my dad) at Coffee Emporium for our first "date." We ate waffles.
I wouldn't have guessed then that a year later we'd still be eating breakfast together, or that he'd be helping me pick out an area rug for my dining room and saying sweet things like, "I'm gonna have to carry that motherf*&^%$ up three flights of stairs, aren't I?"
Sometimes it's hard to know at first how lucky you really are.**
* I mean, look at that rug, right? Such a vibrant blue, and it was cheap. Thanks Pottery Barn Outlet!
* And the boy, well, what can I say, I got lucky. (Just keepin' it real here, folks.)
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