Really 2 years...?

So Patrick, aka the world's best boyfriend, and I have been together for 2 years as of tomorrow or the next day. We decided that we officially started dating on the 8-11th and my favorite number is 11 so I'm sticking to that one. August 11 is easy to remember and we both remember spending that day in Barcelona together and really we say what goes so...August 11th is our anniversary. I NEVER celebrate anniversaries because I can't remember dates and frankly I never cared enough, but it's a bit different now. Pat and I can think back to the sweaty flats we ate chorizo in and what festivals we watched death defying fireworks at, and where we laid on Mediterranean beaches soaking up the sun and sipping coconut juice. It's a nice reminder to get out the photos and see where we've been and where we are now. My last blog was about possibly moving and I'm going to say that today is the start of the rest of my life. Sounds cliche, yes. I stopped waiting tables and did some real job hunting. I want to stay here in Charleston and make a life for Patrick and I. I want a career and want to have a nicer car and all the things that I have been running from since graduating. I think I grew up...weird! I have met some really nice people here, I love the low country, I like our apartment, love downtown. All I need now is a meaningful career and I'm set. If I find one in the next few months consider me southern! I hope that the next 2 years of Patrick and my journey will be as exciting, fun filled, and memorable as the last. I can't believe it's been 2 years and also cant believe it hasn't been longer.

You know what they say "Time flies when you having fun." True Dat!