Smitten...

I think I mentioned Smitten in my last post...which is indeed the normal state I most often find myself in when I think of Rich (And yes, I do blush a little bit as I type this) And there's this thing about smitten.

Very early on when Rich and I first knew each other, there was a time when we were trying to establish what was going on...

Well, Rich was the bold one and brought it up first, I think I stammered around a lot and blushed until I finally blurted out what was really in my heart...which served a good many smiles all around. And, in the midst of all the smiles and happy, I was trying to describe exactly what I was feeling...and I couldn't quite do it...and Rich said...

You're smitten.

Ah. Well.

He was and is still right. The most fabulous thing about smitten was that it was a word that Dina and I were carelessly tossing around here and there in a volley of small crushes on various things in our lives at the time (I think we had both been smitten with lemon meringue martinis the most recently) and I thought it was amazing that there was one other person out there that knew this word, and was using it. It made me suck in my breath and stop in my track for a moment in time. I thought it was a sign.

Smitten.

I thought I would share the card (only the front, the inside is more private) that I made Rich this week...lest you think I had stopped making cards and having fun with ephemera (Ok, it was really proof to myself that I hadn't stopped making cards...you probably hardly noticed...What can I say? I've been feeling particularly NOT creative lately) I was inspired by the red and gold heart paper, the word smitten...and then I had a key epiphany...

You know?

Key?

Heart?

Key to My...well, I think you probably get it by now. And, since it's a vintage key blank...I'm not sure exactly what it could open, but I think I might just be in the process of cutting it to fit the exact perfect thing each day I live further...