late on Wednesday, September 15.

Just a short note. A thought that will float on ether for a few days or a week maybe.

I just realized how I'm going to propose to Bo, and it will be very soon. I think I think. I considered asking someone (eb?) for their thoughts on it, and maybe I will. I just don't know whether that will assuage my nerves about it, or if that's what I want.

It'll be with a signed Alec Soth book, a home-cooked New Orleans meal, champagne and oysters, my heart on my sleeve. Excited! Nervous! Excited! Sure this is the right thing to do, or as sure as I can be, while still leaving the delightful butterflies in my tummy that remind me of our first encounters.