I don't say it enough here on my site, but I just absolutely love that Sexy Nerd of mine. You wouldn't suspect it if you knew him in real life, with his professional attire and reasonable social skills, but he's every bit as weird as me. I'm missing him this week because he's been traveling for work more than usual. He just got home from Kansas City last night and he's already gone again for a different business trip! And he leaves again next week for California. Sexy Nerd insists he doesn't have a secret other family, but isn't all this traveling exactly what someone with a secret other family would do?
You'd expect this would mean lots of phone calls, but guess what? I don't have a phone, home or otherwise. Well, not a working phone, at least, but my non-working phone is only $5 per month (more than $6 with taxes...which seems like a heck of a lot of taxes, now that I think of it. More than 20% taxes??) so we are all about emailing. Pretty appropriate for us, since we met on Match and built our relationship on a foundation of online conversations. He liked that I baked cookies and I liked that he took his grandpa to the museum. I'm getting off-topic though. Today, I thought it would be nice to share an email from Sexy Nerd that was waiting for me when I woke up the other day, along with my replies.
Oh, and Ansel is the interior decorator whose services are being provided to us free of charge through our builder, Panorama Homes. She's exactly like my crazy boss, so now I get to spend all day with my boss when I'm at work and all day with my boss when I'm not at work. That's a chocolate-covered story for another day though.
SN: Hello my love. The plane is super late, so I won't be at the hotel until really late tonight. Get some good sleep and don't forget to feed the puppies. They are so skinny.
Me: These fat puppies? Do you have some secret, hidden puppies I don't know about? Because that would be awesome.
SN: I love garden gnomes! I missed getting to talk to you last night. Thought I would send you an email this morning since you are probably not up yet. How did your meeting with Ansel go? How many gnomes did you add? What shade of fuscia?
Me: You're right that I was not awake at 4:49 am. 2 am would have worked. Sooo close! I MISS YOU! That said, going to bed at 6:45 last night and watching Sailor Moon when I woke up at 11 pm was pretty awesome. It turns out the bad guys aren't really humans and they didn't even know it; they were a bird, a tiger, and a fish. When they died, Pegasus gifted them each with a dream mirror so that they could have a soul and "find salvation in the afterlife." Sailor Moon is a lot more Jesusy than I remember.
Oh, I almost forgot the best part. Ansel wants to know when we're going to have a baby. I suspect she'll be designing our house with a future baby in mind. Bah!
You'd expect this would mean lots of phone calls, but guess what? I don't have a phone, home or otherwise. Well, not a working phone, at least, but my non-working phone is only $5 per month (more than $6 with taxes...which seems like a heck of a lot of taxes, now that I think of it. More than 20% taxes??) so we are all about emailing. Pretty appropriate for us, since we met on Match and built our relationship on a foundation of online conversations. He liked that I baked cookies and I liked that he took his grandpa to the museum. I'm getting off-topic though. Today, I thought it would be nice to share an email from Sexy Nerd that was waiting for me when I woke up the other day, along with my replies.
Oh, and Ansel is the interior decorator whose services are being provided to us free of charge through our builder, Panorama Homes. She's exactly like my crazy boss, so now I get to spend all day with my boss when I'm at work and all day with my boss when I'm not at work. That's a chocolate-covered story for another day though.
SN: Hello my love. The plane is super late, so I won't be at the hotel until really late tonight. Get some good sleep and don't forget to feed the puppies. They are so skinny.
Me: These fat puppies? Do you have some secret, hidden puppies I don't know about? Because that would be awesome.
Sorry your plane is being a jerk. Our travels went so smoothly. Maybe I was your good luck charm.
Mwah! Ansel and I are going to design you a hot pink house with lots of florals and glitter and little garden gnomes. Wait, would you enjoy the gnomes?
SN: I love garden gnomes! I missed getting to talk to you last night. Thought I would send you an email this morning since you are probably not up yet. How did your meeting with Ansel go? How many gnomes did you add? What shade of fuscia?
Me: You're right that I was not awake at 4:49 am. 2 am would have worked. Sooo close! I MISS YOU! That said, going to bed at 6:45 last night and watching Sailor Moon when I woke up at 11 pm was pretty awesome. It turns out the bad guys aren't really humans and they didn't even know it; they were a bird, a tiger, and a fish. When they died, Pegasus gifted them each with a dream mirror so that they could have a soul and "find salvation in the afterlife." Sailor Moon is a lot more Jesusy than I remember.
Oh, I almost forgot the best part. Ansel wants to know when we're going to have a baby. I suspect she'll be designing our house with a future baby in mind. Bah!
A man who loves garden gnomes is a rare catch. Isn't he just the greatest husband ever?