This is a post about my boyfriend and what makes him so special.
We’ve been in the same Ashland cafe since about 10am. I have put in a whole day of work, reknitted the band of my new hat, caught up on all my blogs (after adding about 5 Seattle/environmental/political to my feed), located knitting patterns of temporal importance, and researched household items we will be purchasing upon our arrival to Seattle.
Matt has been reading Harry Potter. All day. Non stop.
I swear to God, he hasn’t even gotten up to pee.
I confess, I’m throwing him under the bus because I’m hungry. I keep looking at the right side of the book to estimate how much longer this will take, but all I’m thinking about is how when I suggest going to the schmancy restaurant he said no to yesterday, I’ll get what I want. So, there’s at least two things that make him special…


