After a restless night of dreams about a crazy wedding and choking on a chalky pill (weird, I know), I woke up this morning to Ben telling me that everything about me, even my ears, were beautiful to him. He told me to try to sleep a little later and he would go buy today’s ReView (my mother is a columnist for this weekly paper) and I could read it when I woke up. At 8:30 I finally got up and took a shower, then came into the kitchen to find pancakes, sausage, eggs, fudge covered Ritz crackers from Lee’s and an ice-cold Coke sitting on our breakfast table. I love him. You just have no idea.