Weekend Wow...

So I spent the whole weekend with my boyfriend. And I can actually say that. Out loud. For real.

Pardon me while I have a non-fandom "SQUEE!" moment.

::spazzes::

Better now. Really.

There are two key things here. Ok, maybe more, lemme list 'em:

1. He has this habit of saying things that are in line w/ things I've always wanted to hear/be told all completely on his own.

2. For all that he has immature moments, he's kind of like Fred and George, or Ron, in that he can switch over to completely mature when he needs to be.

3. Ladies, how many times in relationships has the guy been the first one to say "I love you"? (I'm actually very curious about this, not being snarky) Cause he did.

4. He's not ashamed of being w/ me. As in, I can tell other people, or act like we're together in public and he's perfectly ok w/ that.

5. He cuddles. He listens. He's as apt to come up and hug/snuggle/kiss me as for me to go up to him. Around other people even.

So we went to the renn faire on saturday. (I got lots of pretties, but more about them later) The whole time he acted like my boyfriend. It was an actual date. And he has this whole warrior/protector/knight (ok, the dark kind, not the shining kind, but I've always been partial to the former. I'm more than ok w/ that.) thing going on.

And he looks tres yummy in black. ;)

Yep. I'm head over heels in love.