So, I just wanted to write a quick note up here to record this. I barely believe that it is true now, so tomorrow I'm going to want this permanent record of this actually happening. I think I'll start from the beginning...
Tonight was my first Valentine's day with a boyfriend (the wonderful Nathan that I talked about in an earlier post). Nathan and I have been dating for almost 11 months. Our evening was wonderful. First of all, he bought me flowers :). I love that :). He took me out to Osaka for the Japanese food that I love (second only to Italian, but I eat Italian all the time and I was touched that he went there with the intention of trying sushi for the first time. You know a guy cares for you when he's willing to eat raw fish ;) ). Anyway, instead of eating the sushi like we'd planned, we ended up sitting at the hibachi brill and we had that instead. It was a wonderful production and I had a lot of fun.
We then went back to his apartment and spent the night watching movies (The Breakup and Princess Bride) on TV. We started watching alone, but Jeff, Tom and Mo came back and watched with us and Davy came a bit before I left. I really like them all, they are great people.
Anyway, that was not the exciting part (it was just a good night :) and I wanted to talk about that as well). The exciting part was when Nathan dropped me off at my house. As I was getting ready to leave the car, he said "I love you." I couldn't believe that he said it. I'd been wanting to say it myself for a while, but there were a lot of reasons why I hadn't said it. The biggest of these reasons was that I wasn't sure he felt the same way--or even if he did if he would say it back.
Unbeknownst to him, I've been saying "I love you" to a closed cell phone whenever we finish a call and his house whenever I pass it for a long time. I think my natural insecurity (I'm always insecure) was increased mostly because he kept on saying something about us "not being serious." I never could figure out what he ment by that. I may understand better now though (but that's my secret).
Anyway, I am so happy that I can shout to the rooftops "Nathan loves me and I love him!"
So now you know.
