Mark has obviously realized that I am pretty much an unstable basket case.
You know, this and this.
Crying in Payless Shoes parking lot pretty much makes you a nutjob, right?
So he sends me an email today at work saying that he has to work on Saturday, but after, we are going out on a date. Whatever I want to do!
Dinner and drinks downtown? Sure.
Or maybe I want to go to Fogo De Chao? (because NOTHING says I love you like unlimited meat)
Or how about an afternoon and early evening at the zoo letting me gawk at whatever I want and insist that we can have that particular creature in our house and/or backyard?
Or do I want to go to the Mad Potter and then out for dinner?
AND the fact that I have football tickets for Sunday - that isn't going to be our date.
How frickin nice is that? He even cooked dinner tonight and cleaned up (OK, stacked eveyrthing in the sink but that's cool).
He just came in and I told him that I was writing about how nice he is in my blog.
His response??? "Don't let me interrupt you. Unless you need more stuff to write about".
I love the big dork.
Even if he insisted upon registering for a BUCKET
JJ awarded me a lovely award. I will re-award it tomorrow. I promise. Unless I have to work late again. Then it may be the next day.
05 September 2007