Thank you Sheryl Crow

The cat is out of the bag. I was sitting by Ryan at church and he totally put his arm around me. I sit in the third row because I conduct the music in sacrament meeting so EVERYONE saw. I looked at him and I held his gaze for a moment and I made on of those 'humph' sounds that implied, alrighty then. As I sat there I could feel the eyes burning into the back of my head and the whisperings buzzing. Instantly the Sheryl Crow song "Let's Give Them Something to Talk About" started playing in my head.

And who are we kidding now, Ryan's real name is Alex. Alex Roberts Beacham. I don't feel like playing the name game.

We've seen each other almost every day since tennis Wednesday a few weeks ago. And we seem to have this time vortex thing going on. I'm thinking of applying for a grant to have scientists study us. We'll be at his place talking about whatever at 9:15pm and all of the sudden it's 1am. Like that *snap*. It felt like only an hour passed but no, it was almost 4 hours. It's just ridiculous. And it's every time we're together. The earliest we've parted ways at night is midnight. And the best part is we don't sit around watching tv and movies, we talk a lot and play games. And he is the BEST snuggler ever [Chelsea, he makes that sound that Kasey did playing foosball - love it!]

And I know this blog is really about my dating disasters but hooray for a great dating story. And it's been going for a few weeks so I feel fairly confident in posting about it. I'm sure the blog curse won't work it's evil and dark magic on this relationship, I won't let it. There are so many things I'd like to say about him and us but I'm going to refrain and just leave you with this:

*contented sigh*

I just was told that Sheryl Crow does not sing this song, it's Bonnie Raitt. How embarrassing. That song came out in 1991 and for almost 10 years I have been giving undue credit to Sheryl. I feel like I should write a letter to Bonnie about this to apologize.