Nov 02, 2010 01:07
Eric made me cry for our anniversary, but in a good way. I was busy cleaning the apartment (which is apparently a two day process. I swear I will get it done. Stupid laundry) as part of his anniversary present, the first part was me cleaning out his car, including carrying a whole load ($400 worth) of Halloween decorations up to the apartment, when he came home early with an arm full of presents. Oh that sweet, loving man. he bought me flowers, a bouquet of red roses with pink roses and purple flowers in the mesh, balloons, and a crystal heart that says, "I am lucky to have such a wonderful wife," with a crystal rose beneath the heart.
Truly humbled and just awestruck that he would go out of his way to buy me these beautiful things despite my previous behavior, I cried. I cried worse when he kissed me then kissed my belly. I tried to show how much I loved him and appreciated all these amazing little gifts, (seriously, I think I cried harder at the balloons. Two red ones and a heart shaped one that says i love you. That was the first time I remember someone buying me balloons since I was 18. I love balloons) I hope that he understood just how amazing he made me feel and know how much I love him.
To top it all off, we went to Adventure Park for mini golf. It was so much fun and I think he had more fun psyching me out. Saying things like "Naked Mole Rat!" which, by the way must have called his naked mole rat minions because my ball went in the hole then bounced right out. It was Rufus from Kim Possible pushing my ball out of the hole, thank you very much. I cannot say how many times my ball went off the green, hit something and nearly flew back at me, or barely missed going into the water because of something outrageous that he said. And of course, he won.
We also did go carts. I was winning for a long time until I just had to look back to see that he was trying to nose through. Of course this was not the first time he tried to get buy when I was an absolute road hogger. But that was the first time I looked behind me. Seeing him coming close to my cart I panicked and swerved out of his way. He was cackling as he passed me. I ended up so distracted that I was suddenly hitting the walls, having to swerve to miss said walls, generally losing a lot of distance and speed. He won. Damn him.
And then we went to our favorite pizza place. He would have gone anywhere and the day of my tantrum I wanted to go out some place nice and romantic. Today I stuffed that tantrum throwing pain in all our asses in a hole and picked pizza. It was good pizza. It was a damn good day. He spent Monday, which is normally not a good work day and all he wants to do is come home and rest, making me feel like I was on cloud nine. And he did have fun with me, it wasn't all for my benefit, but Goddess, he went out of his way to make sure that I had a special day.
I need to get my act together, pregnant or no, because he does so much for me already. He has turned my life upside down and from the start has made me feel like a princess. Sometimes I am a spoiled princess but I hope, truly hope that he knows how much I love him, and not just because he spoils the hell out of me. He is a wonderful man and I hope he understands that i would do anything for him. I may not act like it sometimes, but I would. I do love him so much. I just got to get my head out of my ass and make sure that there is no doubt in his mind that I cherish him, always and forever.