Anyone who's been together long enough with his or her "other" will understand this.

I love J. Of course, I do. And he loves me. But even though that love never lessens, the giddiness of it does have a certain ebb and flow...a rhythm, I guess. And perhaps it's because we've been apart for a few months, or perhaps he is just having some epiphany of my greatness (I don't know, and I don't question these things), but we are just so genuinely enjoying each other that it's kind of silly.

I haven't had much time to write the past week. The paperwork demons have been vanquished (YEA!), but there's still always lots to do. J actually had an entire weekend off. No work. None. At all. We had the most incredible lazy morning Saturday before heading out in the afternoon to see what we could see. Sunday saw a fairly early start, but it was well worth rubbing the sleep out of our eyes to catch the festivals and re-enactments ceremonies that we happened upon.

It was an amazing weekend. And J has put in for a pass for this weekend, and we're making plans to visit Jeju Island. That's right...my husband WANTS to go away for the weekend with me. Just me. To a secluded hotel on a fairly secluded and romantic island.

I call this his "shiny-happy" mood. It's when he looks at me as though I light up his day. It's when he remembers to say all the things that we tend to forget to say during the course of the day. And it's when he wants to spend every waking moment with me. I just might start to get a big head from all the attention and compliments he's been paying me lately.

So...I'm off now because he's on his way home for a bite of lunch. Ah. I love life.