So Izzy has requested that I write a fun, witty, exciting, and interesting blog post all-in-one.
I'm not sure that the fact that I have just survived almost being spat on (long, but extremely funny story) will help that much!

He also requested that I apologise to all you good people who actually visit my blog and indeed I now say sorry for taking so long to put up a new post. Do accept my sincere apologies.

That being said, I can get to the good stuff.

Can I just say that Izzy seriously has to be the most exciting, funny, loveable, all round wonderful boyfriend alive on this planet.
When he and I goof around, we have FUN I tell you!

I'm trying to track down couples who have been married for like 20 years and still have this much fun, cuz I sure as heck don't ever wanna lose it. Do you know how awesome it is to have someone that you can be so totally GOOFY around, and they just goof around with you!? It's AWESOME man!

We've been taking HUNDREDS of pictures, I'm looking forward so much to getting my favourites developed. I have lost count of how many pictures Izzy and I have of our relationship, we have albums and albums that track our relationship from the first day we met to now...it's perfect.
He even told me just now that he could photograph me all day *swoon*

I still have over three weeks here in America and I'm getting used to it more and more each day. I'm getting used to the way you turn out of an intersection, I'm getting used to houses with that strange (but I'm told, effective) plastic siding that all the houses seem to have out here (I'm not seeing a sea of brick like I'm used to back home)...I'm getting used to what it's like being in a new place with new and exciting things to experience, I'm getting better at learning what it is to be an 'American' but something that I don't think I'll ever get over is the wonder of the accents that you guys have. Seriously, I LOVE it. Nothing pleases me more than to just sit back and hear an American speak, your accent ROCKS guys.

Other than this all I can say is that I'm having the time of my life. I still find it a little difficult being away from home sometimes but that's to be expected being 3,700 miles away from everything I'm used to. I had a great convo with my 'mom' this morning though and, in the typical manner that all mothers seem to have, she can make everything better in a few soothing words. I wonder when you learn that as a mother? Do you have like classes or something? I dunno...
Having said all that, I'm getting used to what it's like being in America too...ya think I'll make a good American someday? ;-)

One other cool thing is that Izzy said that we can have a 'weiner' dog someday!!! (This was in one of our many "in the future..." conversations that we like to have sometimes) We saw one in the pet store and I think we both secretly fell in love with him right away, the other dogs were cute as heck but for some reason we kept staring at little Oscar (Izzy says we should call him Oscar, as in Oscar Mayer sausages for hot dogs - cute eh? ;-)), with his huge questioning brown eyes and tiny feet with even tinier claws and all those rolls of extra skin falling down his little stubby legs, his tail wagging as fast as it could! I wanted to take him home right there and then, but then I guess I can wait a few years ;-) so yeah, that was a cute convo, I like having "in the future' convo's sometimes.

I'll do better to keep up with you guys...thank you for reading! :)

...part 2

I was afraid we would grow distant after my news, but eventually Izzy and I picked up and got right back on track. The Third Day Message Board Admins were giving away two free tickets to all the moderators and since I was one, I knew exactly who I wanted to take with me!
It just so happened that Third Day were playing in Cleveland (15 minutes away from Izzy) during my Spring Break from college, 10 months after we'd met. It didn't take long to organise and soon we were more excited than you could ever believe. My parents said that I could go, and Izzy's wonderful family seemed happy to have me stay for ten days. I even managed to afford the plane tickets and everything worked out perfectly.

I landed in America at 11p.m on April 3rd, the day after our birthday (yes, we share a birthday!) after my very first time on a plane EVER! (Great idea to try a transatlantic flight by yourself when you're just 19 and have never been on a plane before eh!?) The trip was exhilarating and I was so so excited to actually SEE Izzy in the flesh!
When I first landed, we missed each other! I didn't see him, apparently he'd seen me though, he just didn't know for sure that it was me and so didn't approach me because he'd seen another girl that looked just like me too! I went to get my bags and then came up to the terminal again and that's when I saw him. Wow. The first thing that hit me about him was his eyes. Izzy's eyes are seriously amazing and I guarantee that you have never seen anything like them on anyone else. They are so big and are a wonderful deep deep brown, they just sparkle somehow and he has the longest darkest eyelashes I've ever seen. I was honestly amazed by his eyes.
Ever the gentleman, he carried my bags to the car and we got in. I remember thinking as I sat there that this couldn't be real, I couldn't be in AMERICA with my best friend! But I was, and it was heaven.

We drove home, it only took 20 minutes, which was a beautiful change from the 5 hours it takes me to get to Gatwick! And when I arrived I was greeted by his parents. I felt quite at home right away and I was shown 'my' room. Izzy made me a chocolate milk (this much famed chocolate milk had come up in our conversations many a time!) and we hopped online to the boards to tell everyone I'd arrived. I e-mailed my parents and Shane and then went to bed.

The next day I woke up, and for a second forgot that I was really in a America! When it hit me though, I was excited all over again and got a sort of tingle all through me. I took a shower and got dressed and ready for ten days of excitement with my buddy.

The days went by and every new day was more fun than the last. We did all sorts of things, and as Izzy was still in school, I even got to check out some med school classes which I found extremely cool!
We went on a road trip to Canada to see Niagara Falls, we went to the zoo, on another mini road trip to Columbus to see the Apple Store (Izzy is in love with all things Macintosh) and just generally had a wonderful time in each other's company. I took about a million rolls of film and we have some wonderful photographs of that trip.

I think it was towards the middle of the trip that I started feeling confused. I read back in my journal now and find entries full of questioning statements regarding Izzy:
Why did I feel so comfortable with him? Why was it that I felt some sort of strange, indescribable bond with him that I had never felt with Shane? Why was it that we had SO much in common? Did I want something more than friends here?...and every time I thought I had an answer, something would be thrown into the works to confuse me again, Shane would call me, or I'd think about him and I knew that nothing could come of Izzy and I because I was engaged to Shane.

The concert came around and Izzy and I had the best time imaginable. We got to meet all the members of Third Day backstage before the concert began and chatted with them for a good while, we had amazing seats right in the centre of the row and had a really good view of the guys, we snapped pictures and sang along, cheered and whistled and looked at each other every now and then with huge beaming smiles on our faces! Towards the end of the concert, there was a slower song and we just turned towards each other at the same time and had this amazing, long, gorgeous hug as Third Day sang. I never wanted to let go and to know that we were sharing in this moment was incredible. I think it was during that hug that I knew that we had something more than friends developing here. The back of my mind was in turmoil every time I thought about Shane.

On the last day of my stay with Izzy in America, we stayed up all night talking. I was laying against his shoulder crying that I didn't want to leave and he had his arms around me, trying to comfort me.
After a while I heard him whisper "Things could be so different here" and my ears pricked up! I knew immediately exactly what he meant and so I said "Oh I know, I know" I started crying even more as I realised the magnitude of what he was saying and despair that I felt the same way washed over me as I knew it would be impossible for anything to happen between us.
"...There is so much that I wish I could say to you but I just can't"...I looked up at him as he said that and asked him what he meant. He just shook his head and told me that he couldn't tell me but I never broke my gaze...after a few minutes of this intense eye contact, he whispered again..."I so wish I could kiss you right now"...that was it, I turned to jelly! I couldn't believe he'd actually just said that to me, this kinda thing happens in the movies, not in real life! I let out a long breath and that was his cue, he leaned in and gave me the most wonderfully gentle, passionate kiss I've ever had. I kissed him back and when we pulled away he was smiling so much! I knew that what we were doing was wrong, but I couldn't help wanting to do it anyway, we kept kissing and finally I said "Izzy, what are we doing!?" He said nothing, he just held me in his arms and kissed me, and I was in heaven.

We stayed up all night. I layed my head in his lap and he stroked my hair and we talked. We talked for about 5 hours about Shane, and how I'd sort of just fallen into the engagement without really thinking about it, and he talked to me about Sara, about their relationship and he gave me advice, he told me he'd be there for me as I made the decision to end it with Shane.

In all honesty, the decision had been inside me for a long time but I just didn't have the courage to actually do it. Izzy gave me that courage and supported me the whole way. The next day I had to leave America and Izzy. Can you imagine what it feels like to have to fly further and further away from your best friend? The person whom you want to be with more than anything in the world? It was so so difficult and there were more than a few tears from both of us at the airport, it just felt so horrible that something that had turned out so well, had to turn into this.

When I got home finally it was very hard. I was tired from the trip, missing Izzy like crazy and knew that I had to face Shane and his family in my decision to break off our relationship. My own family were very supportive in my decision, as they hadn't really agreed with the relationship from the beginning, but even when we were together, they supported me in everything, and Izzy of course was behind me too, calling me up and not minding when all I did was cry to him over the phone, writing me cards to encourage me and show me how much he was growing to love me, sending me e-mails and e-cards and just generally being there for me, he healed me, I know that now.

When I think about that time now, I think that's what bonded Izzy and I all the more, the fact that he never stepped from my side, the fact that he was there for me throughout it all and helped me in any way he could. It would have been much harder to get over had it not been for Izzy.

... And now here we are, 15 months later, still together and going strong, growing more in love with every moment that we spend together. This is my guy, I love him more than anything and I think we fit SO SO well. We're looking brightly to the future and we talk about it a lot, nothing major can happen until we both finish school (we're both all done in 2005) but after that who knows...;-) All I know is that I'm happier with Izzy than I have been with any other relationship I've ever had. This is my fourth stay in the States and I love it more every time I come here...roll on with the future!

How Izzy and Becka got together

(A two-part series)

Ok - so I know a few people now have asked me how Izzy and I got together, and as we were laying on the bed this morning watching TV, Izzy suggested that I write it all down, so that everyone can read how it happened, and also so that we have it as a memory for the future.

I met Izzy online in the middle of June 2001. I had been a member of the Third Day Message Boards for around 6 months when he joined up, and was in the process of becoming a moderator there. When he signed up he wrote this introduction thread all about himself and why he had come to the boards, I wish now that we'd saved it to read over, but it's long gone unfortunately.

Anyway, I was in a phase in my life where I wrote to every single person on the boards, I'd become wonderful friends with a lot of them but there hadn't been anyone new that I'd clicked with for a long time, so I wrote Izzy a Private Message, just saying Hi and welcome - that kinda thing.*
He wrote back pretty much straight away and we sent a few PM's back and forth. After about a week and a half, he sent me his Instant Messenger name and I added him to my buddy list.

(* - Izzy disputes this fact, saying that in fact, he was the one who wrote me a PM first, however I highly doubt that as I actually remember writing the first one...but then again with his ridiculously sharp memory, he may just be right, but I will say no more than MAY just be right however ;-) )

We had an awesome conversation the first time we spoke, we really seemed to hit it off and started getting to know each other and becoming good friends. After a while we discovered that we were always online at the same time.
I used to get up extremely early, we're talking around 5.45-6 a.m. here, and as I'm an early bird and Izzy is a night owl, because of the five hour time difference between Ohio and the U.K, we always managed to catch each other as I was waking up and he was going to sleep, and it soon became a ritual that both of us loved, and we hated it when we missed each other.

It didn't take long for us to get talking every single day. He would talk about how he hadn't really met anyone else on the boards with whom he hit it off so well, and I secretly wished it would carry on like that and we'd become better and better friends. Our convo's were a BLAST, they were SO SO funny and we would laugh and joke and have a great time. We'd talk for around an hour every day in the morning and then if ever I caught him online in the day, we'd chat then too.

When I first met Izzy, he had just gone through a really rough break up with his girlfriend of 3 years, Sara, two weeks earlier. There were some conversations where my heart just melted for him because I felt so bad about what he was going through. He kept trying to assure me that really he was a fun guy and that I'd just caught him at a bad time in his life. Sometimes we'd miss each other for a morning convo, and the next day he'd say that he just wasn't in a talking mood yet, and that I had to bear with him for a while. I felt so bad for him all through this time, wishing that there was something that I could do for him to make him feel better. But all I could do was to be there for him and talk to him whenever he needed it. Very slowly, very gradually, he started getting better, there were times when he still felt depressed, of course, but they were getting further apart and he seemed to be getting generally happier, slowly but surely.

Izzy was there for me through some huge monumental moments in my life too. I met him just before I graduated high school (although the system works a little differently in the UK, that's basically what it was).
He was there for me while I was taking my A-Levels (Exams that determine whether or not you get into college - they are a huge deal) ... I remember talking to Iz online the day I got my grades back, and how nervous I was.
When I got my score sheet it turned out that I'd missed getting the grades I needed for the college I wanted and I was devastated.
Iz was with me throughout all of this, the stress of going to the college to ask if they would take me, the elation at finding out that they would, then having my exam paper re-marked and the elation that followed again, as it turned out that I DID get the grades, the examiner had forgotten to count the marks from 2 whole questions! ... Iz was even there when I packed up my things and left home for the first time.

I managed to get into the college where I wanted to study Psychology - Loughborough University - it's where both my mother and uncle went, and where my late grandfather lectured as a professor, and I always said that if I couldn't go there, I didn't want to go anywhere, so I was delighted when I found out that I'd made the grades.

Our friendship progressed as I embarked on college life and he embarked on his second year of medical school. I remember how totally excited I was at the prospect of him being able to help me in my first year genetics class! (It's always the silly little things that you remember isn't it!?) ... and one night when I was in my dorm room, I suddenly felt all alone and scared. I'd never been away from home before, and even though my college isn't far away from where I live, I still felt scared.
I prayed and prayed that Izzy would get online, and when he did I was SO happy to see him! We talked for a good while over IM, and then we started talking about the first time we would talk on the phone. We rambled on and on about how exciting this would be before I finally said "Why don't I just call you now!?" - it seemed perfect, I knew he was in, so I knew I wouldn't have to go through the rigmorol of asking for him and explaining who I was, and I knew that he had time to talk right then and I needed someone to talk to, so we set it up. He threw over his digits and I called him.

I still remember how exciting that conversation was, and I'm smiling now as I remember it. As soon as I said "Izzy - GUESS WHO!?" we both started laughing and talking and it was so smooth and easy. His voice was AMAZING and I remember thinking about how beautiful it sounded. He of course remarked on my very English accent and we talked for around 45 minutes until the minutes ran out on my cell phone and we got cut off. We carried on talking over IM though, both of us so happy that it had gone so well, and so excited at this new facet of our relationship.

After that I'd call him whenever I was down or just fancied hearing that incredible voice ;-) We didn't call each other a HUGE amount, but whenever we did, the convo's were always wonderful :-)

It was around this time that I met someone else on the Third Day Message Boards - Shane Donahoo, a Navy sailor from Alabama, who'd posted a thread on the boards about how lonely he was, asking if anyone wanted to write him and kinda become pen-pals. Well, me still being in the 'I-have-to-write-to-anyone-and-everyone' phase, I wrote him back and we started a friendship.
We got to know each other, and posts on the boards slowly progressed to e-mails and photos and letters through the mail, and after about 2 months of friendship we got together as a couple.

It's actually really hard for me to remember all the details of how this relationship started because it all happened online and it all happened so fast, but I'll try ...

Looking back on it now I realise how stupid I was, but it is so easy to get caught up in a relationship when someone loves you that much, even if it's something that you don't really want. This is how it was with Shane.
He would write e-mails to me every day and I'd always reply, I'd talk to him about my then boyfriend, Steven, and he would give me advice when I was troubled. We just seemed to trust each other and grew very close in a very short space of time. Finally I realised, when I broke up with Ste, that I was in love with Shane and he told me that he felt the same.

When I look back on it, I think the reason that we moved so fast is because we weren't in 'real life' situations. I was in college where anything and everything goes!...and he was in the Navy, which is hardly a true representation of real life, and we liked each other a lot and just got together.
We'd never met, but the connection felt so strong that it just didn't seem to matter. It felt like I knew him inside out and he knew me too, it wasn't long before he was planning to take leave from the Navy and come see me.

This happened in January 2002. He took a leave of 20 days and spent 18 with me in England. I picked him up from Heathrow airport and when I saw him emerge from the terminal I went up to him and we just hugged and hugged.
I can't really describe the feeling of hugging someone like that when you've never met them before, I look back on it now and I can hardly believe that I did all of this, but of course, at the time it didn't seem strange at all.

During the time that Shane was with me, I hardly got chance to talk to Izzy at all, and I missed him a LOT. I wrote a few e-mails telling him how much I missed him, but I didn't want to lay it on TOOO thick, in case he thought it was kinda weird.

Then it came...
One night Shane and I were in my bedroom at home and we were talking about our relationship and where it was going and how we both felt etc. etc. He seemed to get kinda fidgety, which I thought was weird but I brushed it off. He looked into my eyes and asked me if I loved him, I replied that of course I did, but he kept at it and told me to tell him how much I loved him, I told him that I adored him and he hit me with it...
"I wanted to get you an engagement ring when I was back in Japan, but I didn't want to scare you, I love you Rebecca, I want to marry you."
I was floored! Had he just proposed? I actually felt decidedly uncomfortable because my mum had warned me not to get into anything too serious too soon and I told him this, he just replied that marriage was the next step in a committed relationship, so what was the big deal? I still didn't feel comfortable though and I told him this. He relaxed and said OK, he didn't want to rush me, he just told me to think about it.

A few days later we were in my dorm room back at college. I had just taken a decidedly nasty final and was feeling kinda low. He started talking about marriage again, and somehow this time, he managed to 'convince' me. Everyone knows that if you have to be 'convinced' into something as huge as marriage, it's not a good sign, but he picked his words carefully and they just seemed to make sense. Right then and there, he proposed to me in my college dorm room, down on one knee and everything, and since we didn't have the ring yet, he took the ring that I usually wear on my right hand, and gently slipped it onto my wedding finger...

The next day we went ring shopping and he proposed properly in a Starbucks that we dropped into to share a raspberry frappuccino.
The whole thing was unreal and after he'd left for the ship again, I told Izzy all about it. He was a little less than excited about my news and I felt bad, I'd missed him so much and then for our first conversation to be kinda downbeat felt horrible. He was just concerned that I hadn't made the right decision and tried to be the voice of reason, only problem was, I really didn't want to listen to reason!

Looks pretty grim for Izzy doesn't it? Tune in tomorrow for part 2...

Day Twelve Dawns

So I've been here for twelve days now and it feels like I've been here always. Part of me thinks it's not long but part of me feels like I've always been here - weird.

As you can see, Becka's Reality has had a little face lift, praise is due entirely to Karen for making me the wonderful wonderful banner which is PERFECT and totally what I wanted ... and to Izzy for setting it all up for me and hosting all my images at his site. Thank you guys!!! I'm so so pleased with my blog now, I feel it's much more 'me' than it was before, and I love how it's turned out! You guys should check out Karen's blog and website - she is quite the artist.

Yesterday was a good one. Izzy did a few practice questions in the morning for the board exam he has in a couple of weeks, and I wrote in my journal. I got a little upset yesterday morning though. I was missing my family and getting all bummed out about how different everything is out here. I know that it's going to different and that I'm going to have to learn whole new ways of doing things but right now I don't know how, right now I feel very very clumsy and out of place and very incapable, and that's not a nice feeling. Add to that the fact that I was missing England and my family and you have a little crying episode on your hands!
I think I need to come to terms with the fact that it IS different living here and there WILL be times when I miss my family more than anything - it's just hard to make yourself come to terms with that, sometimes I don't even want to ... but the good times far outweigh the bad and I guess I should focus on them more than the scary stuff.
Izzy was great though, I told him how I was feeling and he's always very very understanding. I know he must get sick of me crying that I miss home and my family but he never shows it, he always lets me talk to him, lets me get it all off my chest. He is endlessly patient and kind and gives me hugs and encouragement which is exactly what I needed yesterday. I layed down next to him on the bed and watched him answer questions, he kissed my head every now and then and it felt good. I love how understanding he is about my situation. Thank you God for a patient boyfriend!

We spent the afternoon in Barnes and Noble, which is fast becoming my most favourite place in America!!! We were there nearly three hours and I finished a book I was reading I Did, I Do, Now What? - A brilliant book about marriage after the wedding - totally hilarious.

After study, we went out to eat at Friendly's - but not before Izzy pretended to drive away in the parking lot without me! He just unlocked his door, but not mine, and then started slowly reversing! I was absolutely mortified as I was left just standing there, my face turning red and my laughter getting louder. When he finally let me in, he said it showed how truly English I was that I was more embarrassed about being seen by other people in the parking lot than I was about actually being left there!
And so to Friendly's - I LOVE Friendly's and would actually live on their chicken fingers with honey mustard for the rest of my life if I could. We had some funny conversations. While we were waiting for the food to arrive, Iz kept trying to throw various assorted items down my top, including a crumpled up straw packet and a little bag of white sugar, both of which he succeeded in getting down there eventually, which was exceedingly embarrassing because it wasn't really as if I could reach down there and fish them out! We just sat there laughing hysterically, with tears rolling down our cheeks, my face getting redder and redder, until the said items finally fell down my top and I fished them out - funny times. We have a lot of fun together, we laugh a LOT, it's so great!

So yeah, today we're chillin' in the house, which is wonderful because it means that I get to update my blog, write in my journal and do some more scrapbooking - I'm keeping a scrapbook of our relationship - with all our ticket stubs and little IM conversations and leaflets we pick up from days out - it's turning out really nicely!

Hope everyone has a great day - life for Becka is gooood right now. :)

Pictures...

So I've been here a week now and I've decided that I need to take more photographs. I don't know what it is about me and photographs but I seriously seriously LOVE taking them. Izzy and I have around two thousand photos that we've taken together and I can't get enough. I have four albums chock full at home and am lustfully eyeing over a new one that I want to get when I get back. I also want to go through all the photos on my laptop and get prints of them and really organise everything. I'm such a freak, I love organising and sorting stuff out, getting everything tidy and fresh and sorted ... mmmmmm ... yes - I'm weird, I know this.
I just don't want to be one of those people who wished they had more photos or more memories of things ya know? And I guess what with all my photo albums and scrapbooks and paper journals, it should never be a problem for me. I find it highly pleasurable just documenting life. Especially my life with Izzy. I'm so happy right now and I don't ever want to forget these moments.

Yesterday we went to Chagrin Falls - if you've never been you should totally go, I don't care where you live, it's worth it! It's absolutely beautiful. We sat on a picnic bench with apple juice and Pepsi Blue and Izzy studied while I wrote in my journal. I don't think I'll ever lose that passion, I hope I can always find time for it.
I took some pictures, Izzy took some video, we had a wonderful day. It's kinda like 'our spot' - a place that we go to every time we're together and everything is bliss. No matter what is going on in the world, everything is always OK at the pond :)

That evening we ate at Olive Garden. This guy is amazing, he treats me so so well. The meal was delicious and the company, impeccable. We talked and laughed because I was so engrossed in the menu that the waiter made me jump out of my skin, skulking up to the table and asking me what I'd like to drink - OK, I guess he didn't really skulk, but it seemed like it to me! We had a great time. I hope we never lose that. Izzy says to always give our relationship the benefit of the doubt, and this is a state of mind that I really admire about him. He always looks for the best in us and never sweats the small stuff. I on the other hand have a tendency to go a lil OTT with things sometimes, which in the grand scheme of things, just don't matter, so I like how he brings me back to reality and shows me that we are doing just fine.

This afternoon we spent a few hours in Barnes and Noble. This is one store that I seriously wish we'd get in the U.K. Although I highly doubt that it'll ever happen because B&N is SO HUGE and I think England is too small for it! I LOVE LOVE LOVE bookstores, something about them just draws me to them, Bookstores and Starbucks - my two favourite places in the world! However much I love B&N though, I'm also quite partial to the good old Waterstones that we have in Nottingham (back home). It has red leather couches and the third floor smells like coffee. That's usually where I head since it has all the relationship and 'life in general' books that I'm so fond of. I think there is no pleasure greater than reading, writing and sipping cappuccino - therein lies perfection :)

So, on the whole, a good few days lately. Independence day was wonderful - SO much GOOD FOOD! I can't believe it's been a year since last July 4th - sounds like a stupid comment to make but I was here last year at this time too and it just seems to have flown by!

Izzy brought up an interesting proposition for me this afternoon as we were driving home in a rain storm. I have a cello at home, which I never play, and he suggested that I sell it and buy a mac. The conversation was so exciting but I don't know if I could ever do that. I just don't know if I could ever sell my cello - I love it so much. It's a 1900 German cello and is the most beautiful instrument you will ever see ... strange how attached to things you can become isn't it? I dunno - something to ponder over. I like it when I have something like that to ponder over

Anyway people, life is goooooood ...

Happy

Tonight we're going on a 'date' - this excites me because we don't often get the chance to do this kinda thing and I want to cherish it when we do. We're headed out later for a bite to eat and then we're gonna catch a movie - should be good :)

Today marks another day of studying for Izzy ... the days go by slow but sure and I really don't think I can think of anything more wonderful than sitting here with him. We spend the whole day in his room, going downstairs to get snacks and drinks every now and then, taking lil internet breaks but mostly he's studyin' and I'm surfin' and I gotta tell you, there is some AWESOME stuff on the net! Mainly it comes down to blogging sites really ... they fascinate me and I'm having a wonderful time discovering so many new ones and putting my own blog on different directories and linking sites - it's great! It's like I've tapped into a little unknown gold mine on the internet and I'm having so much fun with it!

The bad thing is that so much is happening and I'm not documenting it all in my journal. I tell myself that I don't want to become anal about writing down every single little moment, but whenever I say that, a part of me wishes that I DID document every single little moment, just so that I can relive it later.
I think tonight I'll just go through and bullet point the important things that I want to remember from the past three days, then I'll make a concerted effort to write in my book everyday. I wonder what it is that makes me so crazy about journaling? ... Ya think it's like genetic or something!?

Iz says that's what I should do for my final year project at college ... 'Things which are inborn' ... it's a wonderful idea but I don't know exactly how I'd go about carrying out a study on that.
If anyone has ANY ideas as to what I should do for my final year project ... hit me with them. Right now I'm drawing too many blanks and I have to have a fair idea about what I want to concentrate on when I go back to college in September - oh the nerves ... I just won't think about it right now! The joys of a Psychology degree.

For now though I think I'll go put up my hair and slap a little make up on - I've been lounging round the house with no make up on all day and it's making me feel lethargic LOL - I'm weird I know but I hate feeling lethargic and not bothered to do anything so I'll shake myself up and go make me look beautiful ;-) ... ah well, at least I'll try ...

The Third Day Dawns

So despite the fact that I was online all day yesterday, I didn't ever seem in the mood to update my blog. Here I am today however all ready and raring to go :)
The third day in America dawns and I'm having a wonderful time. The best thing about it is obviously being with Izzy, but it's also experiencing what it's like to live in a different country for two months. I don't suspect that there are that many people who can say they've lived in another country for so long - it's great!
I also love that I don't have to work. I'm finding all sorts of little gems on the internet that I never knew were there - searching through new blogs I haven't read, finding new sites I haven't seen, adding all sorts of little extras to my blog and changing the template around a little. I'm having a wonderful wonderful time!

You may notice that I've joined Blogging Brits - check it out, it looks pretty cool!

It's so amazing being with Izzy all day every day - it's seriously spoiling the heck outta me. Even though he'll be studying for the next three or so weeks, I still love it because I'm here with him. It's even better than him being in school because even though he's concentrating I can still share lil tid bits that I've found and we laugh about them and he smiles at me.
I think Izzy must look at me in a completely different way to the way he looks at other things and other people - because when he looks into my eyes I can't explain what I see. They're SO dark and SO big and SO wonderful! My guy has beautiful eyes, to echo a statement that I read in the book I was reading day before yesterday - "Beautiful eyes ... so wasted on a man" ;-)

I'm cherishing the moments we get to spend together. I look forward to learning as much as I can and seeing the world through America's eyes ... so far, I like what I see :)

...And now...I think I'll get back to massaging his feet ;-)

Au Revoir