I had to close tonight at the restaurant, meaning I would be there long after we actually stopped letting people in.
When I came home I was sad to see Jeff asleep, but had expected that.
I opened the fridge to get fix myself a late night dinner and there was a plate with big, fat seedless red grapes, perfectly and ever so delicately hulled juicy red strawberries, and slices of colby jack cheese. All of this saran wrapped with a note taped to it that read "pour vous". (this, by the way, is french for "for you")
It was exactly what I wanted for dinner.
Sometimes I catch myself staring at him wondering how I ever got so lucky.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
The Little Things
Posted by Sarah at 1:17 AM
Labels: Jeff, things that don't suck
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4 comments:
How lucky! Sometimes they can do the sweetest things and make you want to just eat them up!!
In case you didn’t know, I found your blog through DadGoneMad. I've posted a complete list of everyone who left their blog link on his Big Big Stars post a while back in a post of my own in April called Blog Rolling With My Homies over on my blog, so if you want to see it come on over and sit a spell. I don't bite..…that hard anyway!
If you did know just overlook this and pretend I said something funny since my brain feels like mush from trying to comment on all 217 on the list because somebody had the bright idea to challenge me to it!!
Hooray for sweet boyfriends!!! I miss mine. He is out of town until Monday. I have discovered that sleeping alone SUCKS! I dont know how I ever did it.
He sounds wonderful!
He is the best boyfriend. Who else would also indulge me in my favorite little game where i try on jewelry and he buys it for me??? Oh Jefferson, how we love thee.
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