"The Slip" *oops*

Robert, I am dedicating this whole letter to the slip you made about that little item you will be slipping on my finger. (okay, it's a littly dry, but kind of cute, right?) No, I don't think it is hard for you to keep a secret. As I said in one of my earlier letters, you haven't divulged the ACTUAL time or place, or HOW. You better have that one planned too. You don't talk about it much. You didn't even know how you slipped, you were lost at first. I think it is cute. You can't keep anything from me. I know that you are still being careful, but try as you might, (even if you succeed) I am still having fun taunting you. What I deduced does mean something. I do know that you are planning on being closer to your mother than your mom and dad. The only way you could make me believe different is to actually change your mind and do it somewhere else and then tell me that is where you were planning on doing it the whole time. I know you wouldn't do this (for one, you couldn't keep that up forever) and you seem to have someplace really special in mind. You do have me confused because I don't know of anyplace that is special to us that is closer to your mother than your mom and dad. I can't tell you how I know that you didn't mean to slip, I can try to explain it to you in person, but not the written word. I am going to go now because I have three lab projects to do in a half hour. If I had a chance I would do them tomorrow, but I don't. I don't really want to do them over the weekend either and besides the lab hours are so bizarre. I love you, slips and all. I will write you tomorrow when I get a chance. Hopefully I will be able to write sometime during the day, but if not I am sure these last few letters will keep you busy. Love, Your unofficial fiancee, Wanda