I just got home from the dance studio. This Saturday is the recital for the kids. They are so excited...it's really cute!

I'm back to my normal stuff...obsessing over Josh. My desk looks right out my window into his window. So far no lights on in his room, but I think he's home. His dad's car is in the driveway and he said he was coming back with his dad.

I know I'm nuts, but I can't help it. I am so crazy about him. It drives me nuts because I know that I do foolish things just to be a part of his life. I need more self-control. I need to stop letting him consume me. I was starting to do a good job at it, but since Easter he's all I can think of... I take one look into those amazing blue eyes and I'm at his mercy.

I think I'll go downstairs and sit with my mom and Aunt Lu. I'd hate for him to walk into his room and find me staring into his window. Funny, since that was our first encounter... The very first time I walked into my bedroom I looked out the window and saw him in his room. I was just staring at him and he saw me. Later that day when we met in person he called me a "peeping Thompson" (Aunt Lu's last name is Thompson - he didn't know that's not my last name). Okay, time to go. I'll write more tomorrow!