As my boyfriend has lamented on more than one occasion — usually in those TMI moments I don’t blog about >.> — I’m “too Asian” to blush. I’m half-Irish and half-Vietnamese (apparently; I was adopted, so I never met my biological father). But I do have that lightly olive skin tone that absolutely refuses to show color. If I’m flustered or embarrassed, I’ll say “slash-blush” (yes, I’m a geek!), but I can’t actually do it.
… where was I going with this?
Oh, yes. Matticus says the sweetest things. Believe me: if I could blush, I totally would.
Between his link-love and a brief cameo elsewhere on the net (Is /faint an emote? If not, it should be!), I was positively giddy all weekend … and not just because I finally got that last heart-shaped candy for a title I’ll never actually wear, or because a certain bear druid took me out for an amazingly romantic (and ridiculously overpriced) dinner at my most favoritest restaurant ever. (Bananas foster chocolate fondue, flambeed table-side? OMG, yes!)
Suffice it to say, it was a very good weekend — for me, and my fledgling blog. ❤