It’s been a hot minute since anything’s swept your dashboards from us (or well, me) - so here’s what’s happening these days in my love life (which is all i ever report these days..zzz? give me ideas!) 

So.. here goes nothing. 

Bubs (thankfully not his real name! just a pet one that I’ve given him, poor bloke) & I have been dating for the better part of this past year, so we’re starting to get to that cozy place in our relationship where I’m around him wearing hot rollers in my hair and he doesn’t always shave his beard when I kiss him. I’d be sad about this if it wasn’t so nice to not have to be this polished version of myself at every turn, because when enough time is spent together - the act kind of wears thin. Not that we don’t still love date nights and looking good for one another - as a pair equipped with extremely healthy egos, that’s never been a problem - it’s just nice not to worry if I’m not on top form, is all! 

But I digress. I came home from England at the end of November, and after a teary eyed goodbye and lots of promises to keep this love of ours burnin’ through the winter months (where’s Johnny Cash to write a song when you need him? I know, I know..) , we went back to Skype calls for a month or so. And then, it was here. We turned my house upside down, I tried to hide all the mess of my room in crafty storage containers, and before I knew it I was listening to Jens Lekman on my way to go pick up Bubs from the airport —- with my parents.