| I forgot to write about what happened the other day after the last entry. I was sitting at the computer (surprise surprise) moping and talking to C when Cryogen came home from work with a beautiful red rose! I was so surprised and touched that I actually COULDN'T STOP SMILING for the first time in awhile.... when I thanked him, he just shrugged and said "I love you", as if to say "why wouldn't I do this?". Then he took me out for pool and beer without once mentioning money... we had a great time. Oh, I love him. I love him I love him I love him. I don't think I've never met a kinder, gentler man in my whole life. He's a keeper, and I intend to do just that. Do I make him feel like this? I hope so. I can't romance him with anything that costs money, but I hope I tell him enough what he means to me. |
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| It looks like I am only writing down the extreme highs and lows of this relationship... it's not only like this, it's a lot of little, everyday things in between too, just like everyone else. There are little things that make me giggle or smile or annoy me about him too that I never bother to mention. |
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What makes me smile:
the way he snuggles with me in bed the way he tolerates Sydney treating him like a jungle gym |
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What makes me giggle:
the way he always moves his arms and head to a song he likes the way he plays with Trevor |
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What annoys me:
his obsession with money the way he gets mopey after about five beer |
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| I wonder what he would put in these categories? I'll have to ask him. Or do I want to know? Yeah, I do, I'm too curious. |
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| -lysergia, november 1997 |
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