Oh Smit!

Like a stealth 18-wheeler loaded down with concrete pylons, traveling down a mountain side in rainy weather finds that unsuspecting squirrel in the middle of the road, infatuation has found me.

I think it may go beyond infatuation, really. The object of my affections has given me her sweet company most of the week. We missed seeing one another on Wednesday, but there was hemming and hawing about that as well. I was not prepared, my friends. Wholely caught off-guard. Or should that be Holy Caught Off Guard....Batman! Er. nevermind.

I'm reluctant to give details at this point...partly because I haven't spoken with her about writing about her in my blog (no, I don't have to, but I feel it's the considerate thing to do), and partly because I don't want to jinx things, honestly. All week I've just been reveling in my happiness. It's been a while since I've been this happy, honestly. I'm looking forward to it setting new trends....


Jerilyn said...


I think I threw up a little bit in my mouth.


I sure am liking the happy Wired Monkey - - and if The Girl does it for ya - - hallelujah.

J-Star said...

Normally comparing oneself to roadkill isn't considered romantic, but even that horrible analogy can't bring this post down. :)

It sounds wonderful Monk, and I so look forward to hearing more!

At the risk of sounding like the ugly stepsisters in Into the Woods--I'm sooo happy you're sooo happy!