And when I got home, I started watching his family videos - mesmerizing, hysterical, and so much FUN.

After watching for a solid hour or so, it occurred to me that I haven’t dated anyone that capital-letter-bold-italics FUN in a really long time.  I guess I thought maybe that particular characteristic was … a luxury add-on??  Not a necessity??  That somehow “not being fun” couldn’t possibly be a deal breaker?? (That was like, a triple negative, but hopefully you got the gist.) Or whatever.

And yet, my most loving and longest relationship - with Alex - was by far the most silly.  We just had (captial-letter-bold-italics) FUN together, even doing the littlest things, like cleaning or heading to the airport or going to the grocery store.  We never stopped laughing … and the rest really fell into place.

Anyway. Something to think about.