It's official

4/06/2011 The Romantic 9 Comments

After a weekend of conference canoodling, I decided I really really really like Mr. Ute.
And I'm assuming he really likes me too because this is how our phone conversation went yesterday:

Me: SO, I wish I was one of those really cool girls that didn't have to put a label on things.... but I'm not... And so, I was just wondering..... umm..... well....

Mr. Ute: Well, what label would you like us to have?

Me: Well....

Mr. Ute: I wouldn't say we're just friends.

Me: No, I wouldn't say that either.

Mr. Ute: And unless I'm forgetting some drunken trip to Vegas last weekend, I wouldn't say we're married.

Me: Right... (more awkward speech stumbles by me) Well, I guess I would like to call you my boyfriend.

Mr. Ute: Well that sounds good to me.


One short hour's drive from Salt Lake later, he's at my apartment door.
He enters.
The door shuts.
And then he promptly grabs my face in both his hands and kisses me squarely on the mouth.

"A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous." -Ingrid Bergman

Ingrid Bergman definitely got it right.

And I've got a boyfriend. (insert huge smile here)

Now, about Egg Guy... He doesn't know... But I think he's gonna ask me out again because our date Friday night went really well. So I have to figure out some way to tell him. But not hurt his feelings. Because I would go out with him again. It's just bad timing.

And about those mission papers.... I'll tell Mr. Ute eventually! Don't worry, I'm not turning them in until May!