Valentine's Day
Feb. 14th, 2014 08:38 pmWhat I wanted, what I really really wanted for Valentine's Day: my husband. With me. Today.
But you know him. He would never be satisfied with that.
In early February, I found a fleece by the same people who made my trench of many pockets. Evidently I mentioned it. A time. Or ten. He researched it online, then dragged me back to the store and bought it for me. LOVE it. I wore it through a chilly January in Texas.
Last night I was back from work and filling my pockets to go out to eat. In the safe, my wallet contained a heart shaped peppermint patty.
Oh, no.
No.
No.
No.
Well, crappidoo. He is getting his revenge. Again. *roll eyes*
At least he counted them as he hid them this time. I've found 12 of the 16.
This morning when our alarm went off, he reached in his bedside table and pulled out a lollipop in the shape of a rose.
When I got out of the shower, there was a bag of dark mint M&Ms on my pillow. I love those things!
As I started to pack my purse for the day, there was a stuffed Darth Vader holding a rose and a bag of candy hearts. The hearts had messages like:
- Do or do not
- Mine will you be
- Missa love you
- Nerf herder
Yeah, he is all mine, ladies! Deal with it.
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Date: 2014-02-15 04:58 am (UTC)