head over heels

Written a few days ago. Saved as Draft to be finished later. Didn't bother finishing, because the main sentiment is expressed well enough already.

Will and I are like lovesick puppies. We discussed the matter today, and determined that we are equally smitten.

Not with each other (though that too) but with dear Eaf and Grr. We had a lovely group of people over yesterday for the tradition Christmas Mexican feast, and while both of us had a terrific time, we were privately bemoaning the absence of Jess and Heath. We very nearly called them, but Will was drunk and I was asleep on my feet and neither of us could remember how to work a telephone. So, um, merry Christmas, guys! You've been in Texas long enough, come back now.