tid bits

I just discovered that I really like honey roasted peanuts. In the same instant, I also discovered that my fiance doesn't like any kind of nut. Does this mean that when I go all domestic I can't make that homemade snickers bar I just recently pinned? Should I make it a priority to get my future husband to like nuts or should I just accept him the way he is?!

Along these lines, I had someone remind me the other day not to wish away our time of engagement. I'm pretty ready to be Erick's wife. But this comment grounded me once again, and I realize the importance of being satisfied with being his fiance right now. But I'm still pretty freaking excited.

In other news: two of my housemates are down stairs sleeping on the couches. I went down to share with them my delicious honey roasted peanuts, but they were unresponsive to my efforts. More peanuts for me I suppose... My other dedicated housemate is slaving away with her students, but should retreat back home soon. And that leaves Kayla, who is devotedly planning for small group tonight. (And hopefully soon fixin' muh dinner!)

Which leaves me. I'm going to be productive now. The real kind of productive where I actually do my homework.