Last night Taylor and I spent the majority of the evening with my family. We had hoped that we could do a temple session, but I was unable to get an appointment with my stake president until Sunday. So we decided to chill with my family. For the first hour or so, we visited with my dad. It’s uncanny how well they get along! They talked a lot about their growing up years, it was fun to hear my dad tell stories I’ve only heard a handful of times. I have a feeling that dad and Taylor will become very very close, in a way that Steve never had the capacity to.

Dinner was somewhat interesting. Mary is at Oakcrest this week, but it was still a full house. Jacob had Jen over…a pretty interesting character (I can’t tell if they are together or not) but we was fun to listen to about her crazy life. Shawn was getting a rollicking about having a new internet girl calling him all the time, with Maria still in the picture. Jacob called him “the playah.” I busted a gut.Rosie kept saying how she was excited that she will have two dads. Steve is pretty upset about that (when he came over this week, he started fuming when she told him that. “NO! He’ll be your STEP-dad!” He was even more angry when I told him I would be proceding with cancelling our sealing)

My parents anniversary is Monday…27 years. My mom went out and bought her own gift, as usual. She got some jewelry, some magnificent BLUE moonstone. It is gorgeous. The blue moon is Saturday night….which only happens every 17 years. Taylor and I are planning on getting fancied up and go dancing at the MAC on Saturday. How cool would to be to get some blue bling for my finger(that matches my blue eyes) on the blue moon? Alas, knowing Taylor….he’s going to want to wait a few weeks (which is inconvenient for planning a wedding)

After dinner we went over to Emily’s house. She is very happy that Taylor is a H/G’er and said that alone gives her full approval. Still waiting to get Em’s impressions of him. After that,we had a little alone time…and we decided to go for a drive…but we drove each other’s cars. I’ve never drove a Bimmer…let alone a 1986 beater with no A/C or power steering. But it was fun. Some good tunes, including this one that Taylor dedicated just for me.

You’re My Home by Billy Joel
When you look into my eyes
And you see the crazy gypsy in my soul
It always comes as a surprise
When I feel my withered roots begin to grow
Well I never had a place that I could call my very own
That’s all right, my love, ’cause you’re my home

When you touch my weary head
And you tell me everything will be all right
You say, “Use my body for your bed
And my love will keep you warm throughout the night”
Well I’ll never be a stranger and I’ll never be alone
Whenever we’re together, that’s my home

Home can be the Pennsylvania Turnpike
Indiana’s early morning dew
High up in the hills of California
Home is just another word for you

Well I never had a place that I could call my very own
That’s all right, my love, ’cause you’re my home

If I travel all my life
And I never get to stop and settle down
Long as I have you by my side
There’s a roof above and good walls all around
You’re my castle, you’re my cabin and my instant pleasure dome
I need you in my house ’cause you’re my home.
You’re my home.
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I just got an email from Esther inviting me to a slumber party. She still isn’t sure if it will be tonight or next Friday, but I’m way excited. I could use some girl talk…and a pedicure.