Daniel

This boy...have I told you about this boy? Oh my stars, I adore him.

For those of you who may not know already, this is my boyfriend. His name is Daniel Timberlake. He is 20 years old. We met at church when we were kids and we've known each other for about a decade. We've been dating for a little while--just shy of three months.

Daniel is probably the most awkward person I know. (No, seriously. He is.) He always manages to say exactly the wrong thing. Like, always. I tease that one day when he's a majorly successful somebody, and people start writing books about him, his first biography will be titled "That's Not What I Meant": The Awkward Tale of Daniel Timberlake. The sequel will likely be "I Shouldn't Have Said That...Really, Don't Take It That Way": The Continuing Saga of the Boy Who Eats Feet.

Dear readers, here is a prime example of Classic Danny: "How could someone have mistaken you two for twins?? Your sister is so skinny!"

Another representative sample would be the time that he was told to C his way out of an A-B conversation. His comeback--in all its glorious eloquence--was: "Oh yeah?! Well you see this? This over here? This is a D-E conversation, so you should just F--uhm...oh gosh, wait a minute, that did NOT come out right. I just meant because, you said "A, B, C" so I went with "D, E..." uhm. Sorry..."


He sings the Barney song to me (you know, "I love you, you love me...") and he sings the Juno song to me (you know, "If I was a flower growin' wild and free, all I'd want is you to be my sweet honeybee...") and he sings the other Juno song to me (you know, "I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but you..."). I love it. He also sings a couple country songs to me, but I don't know them. I hate country music.

Actually, I take that back...he does sing one that I really adore and I love that he sings it to me. Lyrics to "Beautiful Mess" by Diamond Rio can be found here: http://www.cowboylyrics.com/lyrics/diamond-rio/beautiful-mess-5908.html )

He has the most beautiful blue eyes I think I've ever seen. Lately they've been covered up a bit by a pair of (very cute) glasses. I haven't seen him in glasses in, like, nine years. They're nice. :-)

He's introducing me to ballroom dancing, video games, and the Harry Potter series.

He doesn't eat cold food, tomatoes from fast food restaurants, or leftovers.

He also has an aversion to pickles and beer.

He stays up too late.

He talks in his sleep.

He doesn't like coffee shops.

He's consumed about 3/4 of my stock of Excedrin Migraine since he started work at my old office. ;-)

He talks to himself, but I think he just does it because he thinks I'm listening.

He has a really shaggy beard (trim your beard, sweetie... <3 )

He's allergic to the necklace I bought him.

He tries to wear the necklace anyway.

He moved the loveseat out onto the balcony so we could watch it rain.

I'm mad about him. He's wonderful. Go us.


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I'm aware this is a very self-indulgent post. Phooey on that...I like him, so you'll just have to humor me. *grin*

Until next time, dear ones, I remain...


Quintessentially yours,
~Ashley Michele~