Donald and I celebrate all sorts of little nonsense "anniversaries" First email, first I love yous, first kiss, first date (yes they occurred in that order). But I have to admit after 16 years of knowing one another we've gotten less romantic about the whole thing. Our first kiss anniversary was Monday.
What did I do about it? NOTHING. I mean not even a card. As good as it got was I let him know that I remembered what day it was I kissed him a few extra times on Monday too.
More often than not, because of our work schedules, my Donald goes to bed before me. In fact, he is sleeping now and I am typing and watching the news. Same thing last night. I was working on a new Pinterest board I was going to let go live today and Donald had an early morning so he went to bed before me. So last night a little after 1 a.m. I closed my laptop and headed in to go bed.
I pulled back the covers in the dark and there was lump in my bed. A hard lump. (no it wasn't Donald)
This is the top on new new cedar jewlry box and the inside is below.
I'm sure some folks will read this and roll their eyes. But he really is the sweetest man I ever met. I'm going to have to do something really special for him very soon.