My most treasured memory is my second date with Poe. He formally asked permission to kiss me. No one had ever asked that before. They just swooped in for the kill, or let me. I remember thinking it was so sweet. And it actually made the kiss sweeter.

Anyone else feeling slightly nauseous?

Reminding yourself to take a deep breath?

Raising your eyebrows to help your eyelids stay up?

Using the backspace key more and more?

Yeah. Me too.

Less than 4 hours left to go. This is a good thing. Because I need this…

…because I look like this…

Things that go bump in the night scare me. Literally. It takes me way too long to realize that it was indeed the fridge turning on. Or that’s Poe snoring. Or that’s the cat eating. Or that’s you breathing you idiot!

It seems the later it gets the quieter the sounds are that scare me. It’s always nothing, but I always plan the scenario out just in case – Where’s the baseball bat?

I’m also scared of heights. I will not use those stairs in parking garages that have you can see through.

And clowns. Don’t get me started on clowns.