Cacaw, Cacaw

So I pretty much had the best weekend ever. A group of us went over to TN to hang out in Knoxville for dinner, dancing, and church, despite the snow and freezing cold weather (it was 18 degrees Saturday night). And I was super cute, in the basic black with my hair all did and make-up, too. Just when I was about to give up hope of seeing The Super-Cutie, J-Dawg and West Jordan convinced me to stay in it just a little bit longer. Lo and behold, I see a tall dark stranger coming over to me. It's him!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was so excited to see him there, and he seemed to genuinely reciprocate my warm, welcoming smile. We danced, we talked, I used a great line on him (who knew that men liked hearing that they make a girl salivate??). As we were going back to our very gracious hostess' house, The Super-Cutie said that he was going to come over too, with a big group, and hang out til all hours of the night. Well, I waited and waited, gave back rubs, ate French Toast at 2 am, but no Super-Cutie. I thought for sure that it would be the end of our relationship, but I was fortunate enough to see his goatee-less face on Sunday. I'm sure I looked pretty rough after Saturday night, but, hey, he's going to see a lot more of me grubby when we get married!! Just kidding, but not really. I got a full body hug (and how great it was!) and an e-mail address (he claims he checked in his jacket pocket directly after our first meeting and didn't find my address- hmmmm...), and had a great Sacrament meeting watching Average Joe and Bob the Builder sleep. And thanks to no sleep, I got a reprieve from Masonjar's gastrointestinal acrobatics. Cacaw, cacaw!! As we were leaving church, I saw Super-Cutie sitting in the parking lot, waving his hand like he's flagging down the last train to the coast, and realized that he was waving to me!! Now, it may not seem like a lot to you, but with my obsessive compulsion to take apart and analyze every move Super-Cutie makes, I'm guessing that's a good sign! Anyways, it was just a really good time, even if there was no sleep and nasty gas smells the whole time!!
So how long should I wait til I e-mail him????? I've gotten the answers Monday or Tuesday, when he gave me his address on Sunday.