I don't think I've ever been more nervous and excited for anything as I was for Kevin's visit.

The drive from where he is to where I am is about five hours long, so he didn't show up until around 3pm. And with every hour that passed, the more crazy I became.

I'd been waiting 8 months to meet this guy, and I got more and more impatient with every second.

But when that doorbell finally rang, I ran downstairs as fast as I could, threw open the door and kissed him. My heart was pounding, everything was fuzzy and wonderful.

We spent the entire afternoon cuddling and kissing. It was too hard to focus on anything else but him.

Hunger eventually won out around 7pm and we went downstairs and started making fajitas.

We put on a Disney music mix and when he instantly started singing Aladdin's part in "A Whole New World" and knew the harmony, I thought I was going to die of happiness. He's perfect.

It took us much longer to cook the fajitas than it should have. We couldn't stop taking kissing breaks. But when they were finally finished, we were both in spicy, fajita heaven.

We tried to watch a bit of Big Bang Theory later in the night, but with all of the kissing, we didn't really pay attention to anything.

It was the perfect first day.

You can read Kevin's (better written) account of the first day here.