136. 18 months.

18 months and counting, not too bad for a pair of whacko's? :) ♥

Strange how I can everyday with Magnar and still have crap to talk about tomorrow, and the day after, and the day after that. If you ask me, I think that the one ultimate joy about being with Munchkin is that time truly does fly by. You know people say that time flies faster when you are having fun? That is exactly how it is for me. :)

(Well, I guess to some extent, it is bad when we have exams, or something important. Haha!)

Another thing about Maggiekins is that, I know (and have tried) that, when it comes down to it, he will always be there. Sometimes we can both (well, me) be silly and throw tantrums over the most stupid things, but that would never stop him from still being there.

I can call to talk about how some beech took the last pair of shoes that I want, to today I spilled ketchup over my white skirt, to actual serious things. And then I can go on for hours about random topics.

One funny joke I always say is that "Dang, I really need to get myself some girlfriends"

And above all, The boy is rather patient and he tries. Everyone knows I am a real handful. And not many people can actually stand it. But one did.

Ok maybe this rambling should stop before I spill out my life's story. :)

P:S, No, I do not date 10 different dudes at one point. Yes, Magnar does have 100 different names. It varies with mood, but when I start using Magnar, someone's in trouble!

Time for nom nom! What should I eat today? I am literally starving. Though the feeling is quite nice. :) Must stop rambling to cover up the mushy post on top. So, did you know.... Ah, I shattap.