Dear Nick,

We ate pizza on a quilt on our living room floor. We kept the door propped open to let in the after storm cool of the night. Jeopardy was on TV and we answered "What are" and "Who is" before the contestants beeped in. There were root beer floats, pizza sans gluten and sans dairy, and a brownie for dessert. You ate your pesto and cheese pizza even though it was thin crust and you prefer thick and you liked it.

Then we crawled into bed and listened to more of The Book Thief and I became more in love with you. Because I was sick and you cared for me. I was sad and you comforted me. I was alone and you stayed with me. I was hungry and you fed me. I was bored and you played with me. I was lonely and you gave me attention. I wanted to create and you supported and helped me. Thank you, Nick.

Last night I had a terrible migraine. Despite the amazing, cable destroying thunderstorms we had here we were supposed to go canoeing with some of the boys in our church, but we had to bail on them which made me feel even worse than the migraine. I felt so frail, which is not a condition I am used to since I am usually the caretaker not receiver.

Nick was very sweet and gentle with me and with a little medecine and lots of attention he made me all better. I was still weak from my episode though and had no desire to cook so we went to our trusted friend Groupon and got a great deal on pizza from Stone Hearth Pizza which is conveniently located right across the street from us. This was the third night in a row that we had pizza for dinner (and you might be able to guess what I've been having for breakfast as well) but I wasn't sick of it and theirs was seriously good pizza and service in my book. It makes me so happy whenever I find a restaurant that has a good gluten free selection on their menu. I love to cook, but sometimes you just want to go out to eat--or at least have them make your food and then eat it picnic-style on your own floor--and not feel like your dietary needs are a hassle or that you might accidentally be poisoned because the people don't know what gluten is.