You know I was thinking the other day how much happier I am now than I have ever been. I contribute much of my happiness to LC. There are some times where I'm screaming inside my head, "Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh, can I just have two seconds alone, puh-leeze!". You see, I'm an only child. I lived by myself the first three years of undergrad. I've had 4 roommates in college. But, I always had my space. LC and I have had a whirlwind romance. Sometimes, I just want some space. For example, last night, I ran my bath while I was plucking my grey hairs. Yes, I have grey hairs. LC bursts in; because, he knows when I'm too quiet I'm usually either A) online shopping or B) picking. Yeah, I'm a picker. Leave me alone. Well, he burst in griping at me to quit picking out my grey hairs before I don't have any hair and that my water was probably getting cold. I was like just give me some alone time seriously. It doesn't help that General Krottendorfer came to visit yesterday either. So, my woman parts feel like they are about to fall apart. He left me alone for awhile. And yes, my water did get cold; so, I had to run a whole new bath. After my bath, I crawled into bed and told him I'd give him a back scratch. The back scratch was a ploy to be able to distract him with one hand while I bid on some Vineyard Vines pants on Ebay with the other. Yes, I won, and shhhhhhh, no he does not know. Then, we drifted off to sleep. Today, I was just thinking how I can't wait to get home to spend some time with him. I'm lucky. My boyfriend loves to spend tons of time with me even though we live together. He doesn't change plans, he doesn't blow me off for the boys, and he loves unconditionally. He's the best boyfriend and hopefully soon-to-be fiance that I could ever ask for. He makes me dinner every night, walks my dog in the morning, tells me I'm beautiful, offers to buy me Lilly dresses to keep me out of debt, gives me hugs, buys me Skinny Cow ice cream, kisses my forehead, and most of all he loves me. Sometimes, my friends complain about their significant other or the person they're dating, and I think to myself how much I love LC for being the man he is. He's not perfect, but he's mine=)
Thursday, July 16, 2009
I'm so in love...*gush*
You know I was thinking the other day how much happier I am now than I have ever been. I contribute much of my happiness to LC. There are some times where I'm screaming inside my head, "Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh, can I just have two seconds alone, puh-leeze!". You see, I'm an only child. I lived by myself the first three years of undergrad. I've had 4 roommates in college. But, I always had my space. LC and I have had a whirlwind romance. Sometimes, I just want some space. For example, last night, I ran my bath while I was plucking my grey hairs. Yes, I have grey hairs. LC bursts in; because, he knows when I'm too quiet I'm usually either A) online shopping or B) picking. Yeah, I'm a picker. Leave me alone. Well, he burst in griping at me to quit picking out my grey hairs before I don't have any hair and that my water was probably getting cold. I was like just give me some alone time seriously. It doesn't help that General Krottendorfer came to visit yesterday either. So, my woman parts feel like they are about to fall apart. He left me alone for awhile. And yes, my water did get cold; so, I had to run a whole new bath. After my bath, I crawled into bed and told him I'd give him a back scratch. The back scratch was a ploy to be able to distract him with one hand while I bid on some Vineyard Vines pants on Ebay with the other. Yes, I won, and shhhhhhh, no he does not know. Then, we drifted off to sleep. Today, I was just thinking how I can't wait to get home to spend some time with him. I'm lucky. My boyfriend loves to spend tons of time with me even though we live together. He doesn't change plans, he doesn't blow me off for the boys, and he loves unconditionally. He's the best boyfriend and hopefully soon-to-be fiance that I could ever ask for. He makes me dinner every night, walks my dog in the morning, tells me I'm beautiful, offers to buy me Lilly dresses to keep me out of debt, gives me hugs, buys me Skinny Cow ice cream, kisses my forehead, and most of all he loves me. Sometimes, my friends complain about their significant other or the person they're dating, and I think to myself how much I love LC for being the man he is. He's not perfect, but he's mine=)
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7 comments:
That was too sweet!
My hubby bought me a GPS...but he said it was so I'd never be lost without him. Awwwww.
I hope you'll let me follow you even if I'm the opposite of Preppy - more southern girl who loves a good pair of jeans and if I'm all dolled up...I'll wear my boots too! :-)
Ok - I own plenty of dresses but I prefer jeans. AND....I LOVE PUGS!! So there - friends??
Aww, I agree... my boyfriend drives me absolutely insane sometimes but there is not doubt in my mind that I am insanely happy!!! Oh and he totally walks in on my "alone time"... *sigh*
I am so happy that you are happy! You deserve it!
Such a thoughtful post... and I have an obsession with flamingos so I especially heart your picture!
ahhh sweet post. He is lucky to have you too I am sure.
Haha glad you tried it! You may want to go on a Wednesday sometime, and in the morning or at lunch if possible since they get the new stuff on Tuesdays (they're closed) and I'm sure it all gets really picked over on Wednesday and the good stuff is usually gone. I went on a Wednesday and had pretty good luck, even though it was packed!
p.s. sweet post! I hope you have a great weekend!
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