so Jake doesn’t get to read much or often, but he totally does (could I have married a non-reader? nooooo). he’s reading The Club Dumas. anyway yesterday he goes, “oh btw, I’m almost done with Dumas, and the ending is really cool. I’m about thirty pages from the end – ”

and before he can finish I POUNCED on him and gave him a giant clingy hug and was like “omg omg OMG!! this is my favorite part of a person’s life: when they finish a book and get to CHOOSE A NEW ONE!!!”

it’s been a long time since I’ve seen him laugh as hard as he did.

and I just kept going: “so, it’s – terrifying. I mean… it’s probably not terrifying for you but it’s terrifying for me… the thoughts just run through your head, like, what if the next book doesn’t live up? or WORSE: what if the next book is a waste of my time? but you never know and that’s the ADVENTURE!!!”

by this point I’m shaking and trembling with excitement over the prospect of the adventure of a new book and he’s sort of holding on to me and still laughing with his head thrown all the way back.

then he kisses me on the nose and says, with a mostly straight face, “I am lucky to be marrying you, but shut up.”

and it was the happiest thing in the world.