let's go back to the start.

this just might be a new tradition for me!

after a lovely afternoon walk with my little guy, i came home to an empty apartment, as husband is working tonight.

i was a little blah at first because it used to be that saturday was the one night my love and i had together.

but i was also encouraged because i will be visiting him at work later, where i will give myself a few generous hours to just read and sip on some tea.

looking to brighten my afternoon alone, i clicked on the "Tim" folder saved in my email. these emails go all the way back to just before we realized we were supposed to be together.

so back to tradition: i think that every year as we get closer to celebrating the day we started our family, i will allow myself to read through all of our emails... because they crack me up. (and also, some of the romantic things my boyfriend said while we were dating still causes weakness of the knees. :)

thought i'd share a snippet with you. the back story is pretty silly: after tim took me to one of my most favorite movies of all time (Little Miss Sunshine) to brighten my day, the car he'd been driving us around in (his mom's) apparently ate a sock because one came up missing. here is part of one email, followed by my response....

That said, this thing with my mom's sock has gone entirely too far. I
was willing to overlook your sin, as I have done so many times with
you, but no more. Misty, I'm giving you one more chance to give you my
mom's sock back before I am forced to unleash my wrath against you. I
love my mom, and I don't see that changing any time soon. My mom is
walking around with one sock on right now, blisters on the other foot,
praying that God would just provide her another sock. And here you
are, parading the sock around like a trophy to be proud of. And I
guess I should tell you this too. The fact that you offered my mom toe
socks is so offensive, because my mom does not have any toes. Stop
laughing. What would you do without toes? I'll tell you one thing you
wouldn't do...you wouldn't wear socks with toes! I'll be waiting for
the sock...

Well I'm out...

tim

p.s. you need to come to bloomington to hang out sometime. you would
love it...

Now, the sock thing.........I don't even know where to start. I refuse to ask you if you're lying or not because you can't just ask someone in an email if their mom really does not have toes and have the slightest confidence that they will answer you truthfullly. So we'll talk about this later. And I have others, not just toe socks. I have a r eally awesome pink pair that says "Princess" on them. My grandmother puts socks in my stocking at Christmas, I really don't know why. Oh, if your mom has blisters I can recommend a good foot soak. Haha. Wow, you make me laugh.

I don't know how I made it to 4 am yesterday morning. It's 12:30 and I'm falling asleep as we speak. So, I hope things are going well for you in the working world. :)

Misty

ps....I'd love to hang out in Bloomington sometime. If you say it's something I'd love, I'm sure I would.