Torture

Oh, it is fun to torture the boyfriend! That’s his present up there. He requested it specifically. He knows that I ordered it. He had no idea when it arrived though he was asking almost immediately. He wants to have it NOW. Of course I would not let him. I would not confirm that it arrived. I hinted that I’d had it delivered to my office. He threatened to go there this weekend with his brother’s keys and find it. Before I wrapped it let’s just say it was well hidden :-> Now it is wrapped and under the tree and he will have to wait. Heeheeee! At least this year I know for sure that I have something he really wants. He’s so darn hard to buy for!!

My blog sister at Somewhere in the Suburbs told about her DH doing something simple and nice for her last week. It reminded me of the little things M does for me. Even last week when we were fighting and things were weird, he came over to mow my lawn. That simple gesture in the middle of a fight let me know that things would be OK. Tonight he came by even though I was not home and made sure the trash cans were out for tomorrow’s pick up. He still hasn’t been able to be around much due to the annoying roommate situation. The guy is supposed to be outta there tonight – crossed fingers please! I want my man back.