My Dear SR,
Yesterday, I got a letter from you! I check my mailbox every day, even though I know I usually only get letters on Thursday. But, yesterday it paid off! It was perfect timing too as I was in sort of a bad mood. It was the longest letter you've written me since the first one, which was a compilation of letters from 3 days. It was also the sweetest one you've written yet. I know you have a hard time expressing and sometimes even feeling emotions, so having just a few sentences saying that you miss me and you know you're lucky to be dating me, is the equivalent of a gushier email from a man who is a little bit more open with that sort of thing. It really made my day. I teared up and hugged the letter and then headed off to J.W. & J.L.'s wedding! (Side note for any readers: J.W. is my SR's roommate and J.L. is his girlfriend, now wife. We've known them for about 4 years. They are civilians in case you were wondering.)
The wedding was great. The ceremony was really lovely (although the location was right next to a fairly busy street so I couldn't hear the reverend at ALL). J.L. of course was crying, as most brides tend to do, but even J.W.'s voice broke during his vows which really got to me. When grooms cry, I'm just toast, there ain't no stopping me. The reception was great -- very traditional type with dinner and hors d'oeuvres...and an open bar which was a bit dangerous. Then there was dancing and you will never believe it, I got Data to dance! (Side Note again: Data is the nickname for another one of my SR's ex-roommates. If you have ever seen Star Trek: The Next Generation, you know who Data is. This roommate is the real life embodiment of that character....no hyperbole either...seriously.) J.L. and I both danced with him during some club sounding song...and I don't think I've ever seen his face that red. Then, I got him to dance with me to one of the slow songs and even showed him how to lead into a spin. I then said he had no excuse to not dance with the other women and tried the rest of the night to get to him dance with someone. No luck there....but both J.W. and J.L. were impressed that I got him to dance at all!
I really wish you had been there -- it was a lot of fun, but would have been so so much better with you there too. Everyone asked about you and how you were liking bootcamp. I told them what you told me, "It's kind of like getting a tattoo. Not all that fun, kind of painful, but not unbearable."
Well, I'm going to go do some P90X now and then if these damn clouds would go away, I plan to go read outside and try and achieve some sort of tan so when I come visit you in A-School, I won't look like an alien. As always, I miss you like crazy. I hope I get some more surprise letters this week!
I love you,
Your Girl
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