For the time being, life couldn't be any better.

This past weekend. Holy cow, this past weekend. My life was perfect this past weekend.

Saturday I took some things over to my house. I set up my television, DVD player and VCR. I unpacked all my books onto their shelves, put sheets on my bed because I really can’t stand a naked mattress (something I picked up from my better half), and brought over my bottle and camera collections.

Then shortly after I arrived, Jon-Michael showed up. As we hugged in the doorway, I felt something stuffed in the back of his shirt. I laughed and said something along the lines of “it appears you have a growth back here.” He pulled out a Frisbee – a gift he knew I would absolutely love.

I showed him how I’d arranged my room, we stood around for awhile talking about the house, and then we rode over to Wendy’s to grab so much. We brought it back and ate a meal on the floor in my future house – a house I will soon be eating all my meals in (can you tell I’m excited?).

After we ate, we watched Cool Runnings, a movie Jon-Michael had never seen in full and one of my all time favorite movies from my youth. Originally we were going to watch Made of Honor, but apparently something happened in the move and my DVD player is now broken.

After lunch, Jon-Michael went to work, I finished up some things at the house, and then drove to Angela’s to give her and Karen their Valentine’s Day gifts. I stayed for dinner, which was delicious, and watched part of Step Brothers and all of Hancock and then drove home.

I picked up some things at my future house, early Sunday afternoon, ran a couple errands in town and drove to Inverness to be with Jon-Michael. When I arrived at his house, Kenneth was there. The three of us threw a Frisbee in the back yard and a football, too. There’s something about being athletic and active with J.M. and Kenneth that makes me feel good. Kenneth is good at teaching me how to throw the football. And I’m already fairly skilled with the Frisbee (Jon-Michael would say when I paid attention to what I was doing, I was good). After maybe thirty minutes of light sports activities, Kenneth went home and Jon-Michael and I got ready to go out to dinner.

I got dressed and he cleaned up and he drove me to a seafood restaurant on the river in Hommosassa. Riverside Crab Shack, I think. The restaurant hangs out over the river, and in the river, maybe fifty feet out into the water is a small, partially man-made island with monkeys on it. Monkey Island it’s called. The monkeys were brought here to America to help perfect the Polio vaccine. After being brought here, they had to be sequestered on an island to keep them from thieving and ransacking residents and their homes.

After dinner, he and I returned home (but not before stopping for some mint chocolate chip ice cream), got into our pajamas, snuggled up on the couch and watched Made of Honor. When the movie was over, we played about three or four songs on Rock Band and then we laid down together for awhile and talked. By midnight thirty I was too tired to keep my eyes open, but J.M. had just gotten his second wind, as with his schedule, he typically does. So I stayed in bed while he got up and entertained himself with video games and other things I have no interest in.

When six A.M. Monday came around, Jon-Michael woke me up gently, put together a sweet and delicious breakfast for me, and saw me off to work. Just the kind of ideal morning I hope to have when we finally live together.

It’s Thursday now; the day after Jon-Michael’s birthday, and I have had the invaluable opportunity to see Jon-Michael six out of the last seven days. Last night I drove to his house after work, cooking him his first home-cooked meal in his new house (baked, herb-crusted chicken with potatoes au gratin and broccoli and baby carrots), visited with his family and watched part of (because I’m notorious for not being able to stay away through a movie) Vicky Christina Barcelona.

I have a toothbrush at Jon-Michael’s house now and a pair of shorts to sleep in. He bought me body wash and a poof for the shower. And is even considering letting me put a bed for Lucy and Blondie on the lanai, so I can bring them with me when I visit once I move (March 1st).

For the time being, life couldn’t be any better.