First of all, we got ourselves snowed in together on Thursday. Slept till noon after getting up at 7 and digging my car out just to prove to Perkins I wouldn't be able to get there. Perks of having a shitty car... hehe :) So, after we slept our day away we got up and made some pancakes and turkey bacon and then cuddled up and watched a movie before we went out and dug his car out together so he could get to the gym. That man can never miss a work out, I swear. That day quickly went by and Friday came along.
My day of love.
We woke up around 7:30 and went to Perkins for breakfast so I could see my girls before we took off. After breakfast he dropped me off at home so I could get my hair/eyebrows done, buy a bag for his gifts, get him a new and more improved valentines day card, find some nice bubble bath and pack up my stuff. As I ran around like a crazy person he went to the gym and packed his bag. The simple life of a man, huh? Around 3 o'clock he showed up to my doorstep with roses and a little wrapped box in hand. With a smile as big as this planet I kissed him about a million times as I was honestly in complete shock.
After my little, well, major freak out we finally hit the road. An hour later we pulled up to our hotel. Got the var valeted. Checked-in. Jumped around on the bed. Thought of some ideas with the mini bar we had. Kissed a ton. Cuddled a little. Then decided we should probably get ready. His muscles are too big so his shirt was too small, but he managed. The tights I bought were tight but they fit me. I couldn't wear the heels I bought so thank goodness I bought a new pair of nude flats. I fixed his tie. He pushed my hair behind my ears. I took a few mirror selfies of us, of course. Then we were off. We are such children and didn't make a reservation at Ruth's Chris Steakhouse, so we showed up with fingers crossed that we would get a table, and guess what? We didn't. Just kidding. We got one. We got one right away. We were treated like we were royal. It was perfect. More expensive then I thought (sorry babe) but hey. It's only once a year right? We walked down to the water for a little after dinner and explored and then made our way back to our nice big hotel room. And that's where it ends for ya. We spent the night together in the hotel room wrapped up in each other's arms and all I can say is I am the happiest girl alive.I could never thank him enough for being so fragile with my heart and for loving me in a way I forgot you could love someone. I am blessed. I am loved. I am grateful. And I hope you all get to feel the way he makes me feel at some point in this life.
xoxo