My husband had the day off on Thursday while I worked. He went to town without me, which made me only mildly jealous. When I got back, he had set up Christmas lights in the shape of a tree on our wall, and had all my presents laid out on the shelf below the "tree". I almost died.

I begged and begged for him to let me open my presents right away, and then waffled because I haven't gotten his presents yet and I wanted to be fair. He left it up to me. Well, I'm sure you can guess what I chose.

He got me everything I asked for and stuff I didn't ask for because I didn't realize how bad I wanted it and now I have it and Gah! he is so perfect.

I got the new version of Dance Dance Revolution, the DVD of Life Is Beautiful (my favorite movie ever if you didn't know), a scarf (which I desperately needed), and a green bracelet (I hate green but it's absolutely perfect).

I am so excited! Only I feel guilty because I really don't know what to get him, and now the pressure's on. I had the perfect gift all planned out, but I probably won't be able to get it for at least another month. Bah. I'll come up with something. Something perfect (I hope). Because he is SO perfect.
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