"One of these days is all comes together, one of these days that goes on forever"
*Note: sappyiness follows read at your own risk*
So yesterday was wonderful. See Chris had asked me out on a date Thursday morning. He made plans at 8 but wouldn't tell me where. It was just Mongolian BBQ, but the fact that he planne dit all out and asked me out (so I'm a sucker for romance deal with it). It wa sjust cute and meant a lot to me. It had me excited all Friday at work, which believe you me, made the day go by a lot faster. So we got to the restaurant like 5-10 minutes early and let them know we were there. They were packed like usual on a Friday night. Like 20-30 minutes go by and we were getting pissed that people who seemed to come in after us were getting seated before us. So I got ask the hostess what the deal was and they flipping forgot about us. WTF? Don't reservations mean anything? We tried not to let it bother us, but the poor thing says he has the worst luck at planning things. Whenever he tries something always happens to make it less than perfect. If he'd only believe me that just him trying is perfect enough for me. I'm just happy to be with him. He's so adorable. I love him so much. I just feel bad that he's working so much lately. He's so exhausted, I wish there was something I could do to make it easier for him to sleep during the day with all the noise and sunlight. That and knock off or at least bitch slap his dumb coworkers. OH well, no I'll go make a seperate post to talk about MSU!!!
*end sappiness*
So yesterday was wonderful. See Chris had asked me out on a date Thursday morning. He made plans at 8 but wouldn't tell me where. It was just Mongolian BBQ, but the fact that he planne dit all out and asked me out (so I'm a sucker for romance deal with it). It wa sjust cute and meant a lot to me. It had me excited all Friday at work, which believe you me, made the day go by a lot faster. So we got to the restaurant like 5-10 minutes early and let them know we were there. They were packed like usual on a Friday night. Like 20-30 minutes go by and we were getting pissed that people who seemed to come in after us were getting seated before us. So I got ask the hostess what the deal was and they flipping forgot about us. WTF? Don't reservations mean anything? We tried not to let it bother us, but the poor thing says he has the worst luck at planning things. Whenever he tries something always happens to make it less than perfect. If he'd only believe me that just him trying is perfect enough for me. I'm just happy to be with him. He's so adorable. I love him so much. I just feel bad that he's working so much lately. He's so exhausted, I wish there was something I could do to make it easier for him to sleep during the day with all the noise and sunlight. That and knock off or at least bitch slap his dumb coworkers. OH well, no I'll go make a seperate post to talk about MSU!!!
*end sappiness*