Weekly recap: On Monday, I did my research the best way I knew how - google. I compiled about 100 questions that one should know about their partner, sorted them by category, printed them and shared the news with my beloved. He was not necessarily pleased. He accused my tone of being unpleasant and interrogatory and jumped to the conclusion that I was threatening the relationship. Um. I wasn't last time I checked. The fear of sitting down, face-to-face, with me to answer some serious/some not-so-serious questions got the best of him. What's the big deal? Hasn't he ever played Jeopardy? Who Wants to be a Millionaire? I all I can think about is how fun this could be.

Have no fear, he came around the very next day and compromised with me: a question or two per day. Whatever, I'll take what I can get. This was Tuesday. It's Friday. No questions have been answered yet. The reality finally sunk in - this is going to be tougher than I thought.