Turkey Day was spent at the DeCamp's. I love Eric's parents. His mother said she could tell Eric met someone cause he's been smiling lately. Eric's dad is a great big goof, and his grandmother is a spirited woman who won't go down without a fight.

It felt like a family, and it was good. The food was good, too.

Eric's mother was talking to me about how she wants to have grandchildren she can spoil rotten. She's 50 something, so I guess I could see that. She told me Alex (Eric's brother) wasn't really dating, and then started talking about how great it was that Eric and I found eachother. Cute.

I could be curled up with Eric right now, but I had nothing to wear for work tomorrow. I've been sleeping over there almost everyday. Is this bad? I texted him and said, I should just curl up in your pocket to sleep. He said he was going to buy pants with bigger pockets. (solving the problem of me having to drive home late at night.) Is it ok to live like this? I mean, I'm happy, I'm pretty sure he's happy. His roommate and his roommate's girlfriend like me well enough. So am I just being paranoid about potential relationship downfalls? Have I been so messed up in the past that it might prevent me from enjoying this? I really do enjoy this, but I don't know what is ok and what is weird. I don't really have any reason to believe this is a problem. The only thing I hear one way or the other is how much it sucks to wake up without me there to cuddle with.
Silly, girl.

I believe in a thing called love. Just listen to the rythym of my heart.