steal away, you and me, to a cave made of sheets

dear peter,
thanks for fulfilling my childish request and building a fort for us to sleep in. i'm keeping it up!
thanks for driving me all the way to tallahassee, just to spend more time with me.
thanks for stimulating my brain with awesome intellectual talks on philosophy and sustainability and creativity.
thanks for almost always giving me the love bite. especially when it's ice cream.
thanks for constantly picking me up and throwing me over your shoulder. i love that.
thanks for finally getting me to love red wine. i think i'm growing up!
thanks for playing draw something against me while we're sitting right next to each other. and for delivering my phone to me like a cute little boy, every time it's my turn.
no thanks for making luna love you more than me now. i'm hoping it's just a phase.
thanks for loving that i cry sometimes during movies and other little things. and for hugging me when it's over something sad... and laughing at me when it's over something silly.
thanks for pushing me on the swing every time you're here.
thanks for laying in bed with me, youtubing funny videos, and then randomly typing in the youtube search "stefanie is pretty". i think you're really cute.

dear peter, time goes by too fast when i'm with you. i miss you already and i lerve you.

links i'm loving lately

so i'm back in my happy place (this guy's arms). i flew out of ohio sunday morning and now i'm in orlando with his family. we intended to drive up to tallahassee today but beryl got in the way. so instead, we've been indoors reading books, drinking iced chai tea, and browsing the internet. here's what i've been loving:

this montage makes me wish i had famous friends i could torture. and this is the best thing ever. can you tell we've been watching a lot of ellen lately?

i'm excited for this.

this picture melted me into a puddle. i mean really.

this proposal had me in tears.

as did this wedding video

and this commercial just does the job.

texts

ever since we've been apart 
(i'm in Vegas and he's in Seattle)
Peter has been sending me non-stop pictures
that almost make me feel like i'm there with him.
i think i have a keeper.

in lerve...

yesterday, april 12th, was a 5 year anniversary of love.
a pretty orchid plant showed up on my doorstep.
and then a boy did too.


and after 5 years, i suppose the word "love" just doesn't cut it.

a little weekend recap

this past weekend, i got a little bit of a break 
from the stresses of article technique and cocktail waitressing.

Peter's truck pulled into my driveway 15 minutes after i got home from my last class of the week on Thursday evening. having a long distance relationship can be hard sometimes, so it's an incredible treat when we can afford a weekend together. for those 15 minutes of waiting, i paced my room and ran to the window every time i heard a car accelerate the hill, even though i knew it wasn't him (i learned to distinguish the sound of Peter's truck in high school). i'm such a puppy sometimes.


thursday night, we went to kickboxing together,
afterward, he surprised me with a presentthis book,
(he knows books are my favorite presents-- especially when they're to do with england)
and we cooked a delicious organic dinner of beans, rice, & sweet potato fries.


friday night, i had to work at pockets, so we took advantage of the day.
we went to new leaf for brunch and then to grocery shop, because my kitchen wasn't stocked enough to feed the bottomless pit that is Peter's stomach. we bought fresh local veggies and ingredients for quiche. with a call to his mom and a little of our creativity, we created a mushroom/broccoli/spinach/italian cheese quiche. it was seriously good... as in the most delicious meal i've ever had... maybe because we have mad skill, or maybe because it was made with love. either way, Peter and i have decided to quit school and open a place called Cafe Quiche (just kidding, mom). but seriously, i hope that name isn't already taken...


on saturday, we slept in, had breakfast on the back porch at 2pm, and watched shows in bed.


on saturday night, we had our first house party!
in honor of roomie Amber and roomie Sierra's birthdays!

(aren't they pretty?!)
(i'm not sure why ^this happened, but i'm glad it did.)

and sunday...


there's a rope swing in my back yard that i adore.
while Peter and i waited for our second quiche to cook, we played outside with Luna (Amber's pup) and did some major swinging. when i asked Peter to push me, i expected a generous push. what i did not expect, was for him to pull me back toward him and run and push me so hard that i flew right over his head. i didn't realize how long the rope swing was, but i felt like i swung the entire length of my backyard (which is huge). i think i peed a little the first time i looked back and noticed i was flying past my backyard gate. i screamed out of fear and excitement, and nervously laughed for him to make it stop.
but after i caught my breath,
i asked him to push me again.
and again. and again.
because sundays are for swinging.


so far this year

i'm happy.
it might be silly, but the idea of a new year has rejuvenated me. more than usual, i think.
this time last year, i was lost and frustrated. and homeless, too (just moving back from london).
this year, i have so much to look forward to. i drove into tallahassee and everything was so pretty to me. the winding roads were empty and smooth. the trees made a canopy over the road home.
i have a home. and four pretty roommates who were really excited to see me. so excited that i thought it was unusual, until i realized they thought i might never come back, after my woes last semester. 
but don't worry roomies, i was only joking about giving up on school. kind of... but i won't.
this year, i'm excited to start classes, because then i'll be that much closer to finishing. 
i also promise to try and enjoy them, no matter how much i resent them for stressing me out.
this year, i'm actually going to fulfill my resolutions (they're all realistic this time).
although... i wasn't too frugal today. i was in a good mood and bought two pairs of shoes. and lipgloss.
at least i took my vitamins.

this year, i'm more in love than ever.
this cute boy of mine likes to be sneaky and set up candlelit dinners.
i was in the other room oblivious, laughing at the baby videos my dad copied for me,
so i was super surprised and thankful for this sweet, romantic gesture.
he's smart, funny, handsome, and he can cook?
how did i get so lucky?

p.s. to peter,
sorry again for constantly making you pause your cool action movie just so i could show you funny things i did when i was a baby, like... twirl and laugh. i love you and your patience :)