Corresponding Shapes.

Do you think it's a sign that the zits by our lips are mirror-images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned?

Yeah, we do too.

Or how 'bout the fact that I woke up before Marcus, came upstairs and got ready, while Marcus stayed downstairs and got ready, then when he came upstairs we realized we were wearing this:

This outfit matching thing happens on the regular, by the way...

So weird.

But my favorite "sign" of the week was when I went over to Ma & Pa Nielson's for a Christmas party and upon entry, I was enclosed in Pa Nielson's (aka The Boss's) strong arms. 

He said he need to tell me something, so in a side embrace we made our way to a quiet corner. 

Then in almost a whisper, he said, 

"Ashley, I just remembered something that I used to think about while Marcus was on his mission. Whenever the thought of him getting married came into my head I always imagined him with a sweet, petite, blonde girl. I couldn't really figure out why, and never could shake the idea. Then when he got home I sort of forgot about it, even when he was dating you it never resurfaced, but the other day it popped back into my mind and I laughed. For here you are!"

The strangest part about the story was the fact that prior to dating me, Marcus had predominately, if not exclusively, dated brunettes...Oh, Pa Nielson, you really are 

The Boss!