Eventful

I had my own important things happen on 25 April.

Ian and I celebrated our second month-iversary of being together, counted from the day he picked me up at the bus stop with his parent's beautiful old VW bug and we drove through 5pm traffic and I was so scared for us and excited and sad to miss my nephew eating his very first cake, which I had baked and made up like a rugby ball... two months since that day and I loved the genuine-ness of his smile as we pondered the fact last night.

I sprained my ankle, not too badly. Ironically, wearing anything other than the low heels that caused the sprain aggravates it, so the evil shoes must be worn.

Ian met Dr. Ineffectual.

And I got the job I wanted so so bad, with them. After my first interview I came home and jumped up and down in the kitchen while I described the company; after the second I knew I would be crushed not to get it, and I'm in there.

Please enjoy the hotness of Jake Gyllenhaal, who - although unrelated to this post - slots in seamlessly anywhere :)

Being the progressive couple we are, Ian and I have decided to allow the '5 celebrities you may sleep with without fear of repercussion' list. Guess who tops my list?