Life Is Good.
It really is. :3
Benzorz came back from his five months of Army training Tuesday evening and I couldn't be happier. Words can't describe just how amazing it is to have someone to kiss and cuddle again. To have someone to come home to after work and to crack my back for me. To hold me as I drift off to sleep. To do...things that would be considered TMI on internet blogs. X3 At this point we're still joined at the hip, but in about a week it'll probably seem like he never left.
The military experience didn't change him much, aside from making him even more tidy --I didn't think that was even possible-- and give him some extra bulk in his shoulders and legs. Oh, and the sudden urge to cook for me, which I find extremely adorable. So we were supposed to go up to Superior to see his family and go kayaking, but turns out he's got drill this weekend, so we'll have to save that adventure for the near future, along with gallivanting around Renfest and other such shenanigans. On Sunday we're going out dancing with the roomies at the 90s and I'm stoked, since I can barely remember the last time I got drunk danced in a club setting. Hell, there might even be shameless flirting with ladies (and hoping Benzorz gets hit-on by some guys so I can rofl). ;3
