I'm sick as a dog. As a dog, I tell you. The black out, almost fainted, feel like throwing up kind of sick.
Welcome to town, Aunt Flo. You suck.
Meanwhile, I just wanted to brag a bit more about my dear because I am just absolutely smitten by him every single day. I believe that I failed to mention that he surprised me last week by painting my dressers and nightstands black and buying the most amazing collection of vintage knobs for them. When I arrived to my apartment after work, he had everything all set up. So freaking sweet. Pictures coming soon...
I'm not near as good as he is with surprises and all of that stuff. I mean, I planned a picnic for us together the other week, I got him an Easter basket and I like to write him notes and sweet texts but good grief, he out does me every day.
I believe I have a trick or two up my sleeve. Let's hope so at least. ;)