Seattle takes me to Solvang and we visit vineyards and drink wine and halfway through he suggests we stay which i knew and we go to dinner and eat quail and duck and lamb and its FUN. we wake up and its 7am and he says i'm great and he says he's falling in love with me and then we go back to sleep.

we wake up for brunch and he buys me bottles of my favorite wine and we drive home and all the while i think - there were things about Massie that i HATED couldn't stand things he did where i just wanted to turn around and HIT HIM SO HARD. there aren't those things about Seattle.

last night i go to his house 5 minutes away and i make us dinner and we watch The Royal Tennenbaums and then i go home.

and there are things...i mean no thing is perfect. but as we talk about hawaii and sun valley and mexico and santa cruz and his father's lake house....i realize that even if its not perfect, it would certainly be nice to have...