anniversary
So Chris and I had the first anniversary of our first date on Wednesday. He had to work that day, so he stayed over the night before. He gave me a luxurious massage, and I fell asleep in his arms when we went to bed. It may have been a combination of the awesome massage and post-sex hormones, but I was so ridiculously in love with him.
I made a really tasty lunch for the both of us before he had to get going to work the next day, and we just enjoyed being together for a while.
We're going out to dinner tonight since we couldn't do it Wednesday, and I expect to have a good time again.
He's my love, and I'm still absolutely astounded by how sweet and caring and wonderful he is. Sometimes I can't help but think that he deserves someone better than me. But he's mine for now, and I'm not giving him up anytime soon. He's much too precious to me for me to give him up easily. There's so much I could say about what makes him so fucking awesome, but I'll spare you the retarded gushing.
Suffice it to say that I love him oodles. <3
I made a really tasty lunch for the both of us before he had to get going to work the next day, and we just enjoyed being together for a while.
We're going out to dinner tonight since we couldn't do it Wednesday, and I expect to have a good time again.
He's my love, and I'm still absolutely astounded by how sweet and caring and wonderful he is. Sometimes I can't help but think that he deserves someone better than me. But he's mine for now, and I'm not giving him up anytime soon. He's much too precious to me for me to give him up easily. There's so much I could say about what makes him so fucking awesome, but I'll spare you the retarded gushing.
Suffice it to say that I love him oodles. <3