in love at first sight. I do. I'm a silly romantic. Always have been. Legend has it, I used to play the read-along Cinderella record over and over and over again. Even when I was bitty, I could never get enough romance. I'm lucky I have a husband who spoils me and is romantic...like after I come home from a hard night gambling (read: Bunco) :) I have found the bath drawn, Enya playing, candles lit, wine glass filled, and the bath pillow in place. I love him.
With him it was instant. Ok, so my husband is ridiculously good looking, but I swear, that wasn't it. It was that little, deep shiny part of his eyes. That's what I still love.
When I first saw a picture of Judah, my heart swelled. I still don't have words. I saw the light and loved each cell. All of his energy. Him. Completely.
I also think I have a very good first impression meter. Ok, so I'm not a hard sell. I usually just adore you if you smile at me. Tip: If I'm a tad shy, but all chatty-strange, and seem as if I've lost a good 40 IQ points, it's usually because I have a HUGE crush on you. Some of my friends have to deal with this Danielle regularly. Forgive me.
Well, I fell in love again. I didn't mean to fall in love. I promise.
For the third time in my adult life I've fallen in love big time, and I really hope my heart doesn't break.
So my plan? It's solid. I'm holding my breath until I find out.