That I boarded a plane and flew from Chicago to SeaTac and met one of the world's greatest bloggers and a truly fantastical and amazing person:
Callista and her husband, Mad Dog.
Oh, and their good friend, Cora.
Or something like that.
But seriously folks, when I got on the airplane that Friday morning, jetting off to parts unknown, traveling 2,000 miles for a first date, it didn't seem strange or weird or scary or nervous.
I felt anxious. Anxious to get there. Anxious to start this adventure. I didn't know that it would be the start of the best two years of my life (so far). I had the hope that you always do on a first date that "this might be the one". But there was also something more. A sense of peace and calm. It's not often that you know, going in, that you are meeting your best friend for the first time.
Today, we are meeting with our lawyer out here to go over some custody stuff, but then I'm going to the Space Needle for dinner with Cora's mother and our daughter. The place where I first leaned across the table and said those magic words:
"You've got spinach in your teeth."
Or "I think I'm in love with you."
One of those two.
So far, our trip has been pretty good. I'm sure I'll have plenty of stories to tell and pictures to share soon, but they may have to wait until we get back.
Be righteous to each other, people.