Yay for hormonal days...
I just watched a video on my Dad's myspace profile from last Christmas. He sent his wife Storm on a little treasure hunt around the house to find her present. I thought it was the sweetest thing. It made me wish that Steve would do things like that, without me asking him to. I nearly cried about the whole thing, which is why I know I'm hormonal. Any time I cry over something that I think is just sweet...that is just weird...for me anyway. I must be getting old or something. I always heard older ladies say they cry more and more easily as the years go by. It just seems like Steve and I end up picking out our own presents, which seems like it takes all the surprise and thoughtfulness out of it. I need to try to do something different this year. And get my Dad to teach my husband some romantic tips. :-p