So smitten

Two glasses of red wine at our cozy counter seat.  The hipster scent, dim lights, and a BB gun lamp with a slightly tilted lampshade.  A wordy menu with buffalo seitan and fried PB&J.  A Malbec request that went unanswered.  Sweet potato croquettes with dipping sauces.  A clock that kept on ticking.  Moments of silence and straight talk and sweet nothings.  Happiness.  Short embraces.  And Megan Fox?  Ketchup and Nicholas Cage.  Wishing the night kept on going.  Awesome because I couldn't think of a proper adjective.  A romantic walk through my (romantic) neighborhood.  PDA!  And this when the clock strikes midnight (I couldn't help myself).      

Smitten

If this is what it's all about.  If it's only been two weeks.  If this is how it should feel.

So of course, it will require this:

Dude No. 1 Beard Oil to keep his beard soft and scented (for you both).

And this, for those romantic bike rides in the park.  

Perhaps to carry these treats (because they're so dang pretty).

And to drop him a note just because.

The most perfect shade for a bridesmaid dress.