For The First Time

For the first time, we spent our weekend in different rooms of the same apartment because...

...for the first time, I needed 2 days spent in the kitchen to write an 800-word essay (Does office work kill off one's creativity or what?!).

For the first time, today, we had lunch together at home on a work day (the first and only time the guy agreed to eat fried eggs, too... o_0 More on culture differences and "how to keep a man happy" later).

For the first time, I ran 11 kilometers this past Sunday (I owe my run for inspiring me to finally put together the above mentioned essay, and I owe cheri N. for inspiring me to run... ELEVEN kilometers).

For the first time (?), instead of freaking out and brushing up plan "B" since this past plan-A-failing Friday, I am just looking into the future, mesmerized... 

The long promised shot of a cobra and cheri N.