Pictures and babies!
Kou...I need help! I have pictures...many pictures and I don't know what to do with them. Come by Saturday night? We'll get pizza, make a fort in the living room and sleep in it? Then we can look at cute pictures of my boyfriend and figure out how to display them. I don't know if I want an album or to frame them and put them up around the apartment. Here...I'll show them to you now and you can get ideas. And we'll do spa stuff too.
here's one from his birthday:
OK, I'll stop staring at this now.
Got this the other day when we went on the train. One of the rare times we didn't drive.
Don't you love his smile?
I took this one the other morning. I wish I hadn't had to wake him up. He was sleeping so peacefully.
The last one is from our trip. It's one of my favourites:
So yeah, I'll take ideas from anyone, but Kou, I need you to come over.
So Rini went to the vet on Tuesday. She's home now and she's mad at me, even though Mai and I have been trying to explain that she'll feel better and not have to go through kitty PMS. She isn't buying it. She's more annoyed that Mai was. At least all Mai did was climb on the back of the couch and swat me in the head with her tail...or paw. Rini has been attacking my legs as I walk past. Not attaching herself to them, but just...smacking me. She'll hit me then go and lay down. I don't get it. I have two cats that have more attitude than most people.
OH! And there's babies! Four of them. They're tinier than the last bunch. I hope they're fine. I put some towels in to keep them warm...as odd as that sounds since they live in the fridge. But I want them comfy. Maybe I should stay up with them to make sure everything is alright.
I think he knows how I feel. I was a little restless last night and I know I was talking in my sleep. I know I said something before I woke up and when I rolled over he was smiling. All I remember of it was him leaving for work, and he looks sexy in a suit, and I kissed him goodbye and said "I love you Genichirou" and that's when I woke up. I rolled over and saw the smile and was about to question it when he pulled me into his arms and fell back asleep. The smile was still there. This morning I didn't see it so maybe that was a dream too. Ugh, I don't know anymore. I know I should tell him. What if I mess up? I need to talk to someone but everyone's so far away, either physically or mentally. I can't be scared and I can't depend on anyone else to do this for me. I'll talk to him. I swear I will.