And that was that. We smiled and laughed the night away. Mr. Bad-Email ain't got nothin' on my happy man.
Cooooool story Rik.
I don't have that super power. Not at all. If I'm in a bad mood...I'm in a bad mood. Ain't no switch inside me that instantly releases the singing birds and rainbows. Dang it. Yesterday was one of those bad mood days. No bueno! Poor boyfriend has to deal with my moody, quiet, and rare smiling self until a few decades pass by. So...he took things into his own hands. After painting his room (betcha can't wait for that post, eh?), he brought me downstairs where he had decorated his basement with candles, and a loving note to cheer me up. He sat me down on the couch right next to him and read me poems from the oldest poem book known to man.
I think it was the candles. And the flashlight he used to spotlight my note. And the super dumb poems we read. But he sure turned my day and night right around.
(Sorry...this is the only pic I took of the night)
We might have started to kiss a little bit. And his brother might have walked in as soon as the kisses started to fly. And it might have looked a little sketchy kissing with lit candles all around us. But I'm not ashamed...we lasted a whole 7 months without anyone walking in on us. So, I'll consider this a success.
"If no one has walked in on you guys yet, you're not kissing enough!"
-Lil' brother Sanford