Hey guys, it’s me again, Mike. Harvey is teaching today (yeah, you read that right - that’s something we haven’t told you guys yet, I think *g*) so I’ll write this post for the both of us.

My two favorite scenes - of course just going by the material you guys have as well (there are many, many, MANY real favorites among everything that didn’t make it into the show, believe me *gg*) are:

the moment Harvey tells me I’m hired in 1.1 (Pilot) and:

the one when Harvey walks into my new (his old) office in 4.8 (Exposure) and tells me that it’s good to have me back where I belong. Because that’s what I do - I belong with Harvey.

My least favorite scene (because we talked about those, too) is

the Interrogation Room Scene in 3.16 (No Way Out). The way Harvey, this incredible, beautiful, loving man, puts himself into so much pain just to convince me to point the finger at him, and the depth of his love for me showing in his offer to take the blame instead of me (to go to jail, to have his life taken away instead of mine)... I never want to be in that room again. Never.

Harvey says he has two favorite scenes as well:

the moment I tell him that I want to stay at the end of 3.15 (Know When To Fold ‘Em) because even though I didn’t in the end he felt so much relief when I told him that... and:

the one where he finds me sitting in my new (his old) office in 4.8 (Exposure). He said he’d been so happy that day that he couldn’t sleep. :-)

And Harvey’s least favorite scene is:

the one where I tell him that I’m leaving, where I ask him to give me his permission to go. He couldn’t watch it, actually. He watched everything else with me but not that scene. He pretended that he wanted to fetch another beer from the kitchen right at the beginning of that scene but I know better...

Okay, but I want to end this on a lighter note, so... As requested, here are two pics I snapped of Harvey in bed:

Well, he’s asleep now, lying right next to me, totally fucked out, and now it’s my turn! So *rubs hands* 15 things that make me happy, right? For coconutice22.

But why only 15? You must be joking!! Okay, let me start with the first things that come to my mind...

pizza with cheese in the crust (there’s not much that’s better than that!!)

Harvey’s fridge!!! OMG, it’s always filled with all sorts of yummy stuff, bagels, serrano ham, white wine (and he doesn’t even like it all that much), raspberry yoghurt, fresh cucumber, lox, the whole shebang! Who on earth wouldn’t be happy about a fridge like that???

Harvey’s last post on here. I mean, come on, honestly... jkfjstjstkhksjhztzz!!!!! *dies a little* Gotta love the man!!

#marveyweek. It’s like an insanely lovely trip down memory lane - and YOU GUYS ARE TRULY INSANE!!!! (Just sayin’...)

the coffee cart guy (I owe him so much, when you come to think of it...) *whistles innocently*

Harvey’s arms wrapping around me from behind when I get to steer the “Eos”

Pepsy-Depsy, my loyal partner in crime, and that he can come to Manhattan with us now whenever we want...

watching Harvey work, all concentration and tightly set jaws, but also a love for the law that still hasn’t found its rival - not even in Louis or in Jessica

my job. God, my job!!!

those very few, very rare moments I wake up before Harvey does - and the softness of his face when he’s still asleep, those little crow’s feet and those beautiful lips all relaxed and pliant, begging to be kissed (by me, YAY!!!)

our house in the Hamptons, my home, our home, Harvey’s home - Harvey feeling at home, watching Harvey be at home

my wedding band, my home

Scott, our son

Willow, our daughter

Harvey, Harvey, Harvey - over and over again, always and forever

I am not hiding under the covers. And I am most certainly not going to take part in this. I’m not even real, for all I know.

This is Harvey, btw., who is seriously considering limiting Mike’s access to the laptop and/or to the internet. This is ridiculous. I might end up having to sue my own husband, for fuck’s sake.