Debi, sorry your Vday didn't go so well. (((Debi)))
No real news here I guess. H and I are basking in the afterglow of a nice weekend. We spent Sunday out shopping, and had intended to do the same on Monday. Unfortunately, H woke up sick (he thought food poisoning) and wanted to get home right away to get his meds. He called me around noon and said he'd gotten a migraine bad enough he wanted to go to the hospital. He called around 2 and told me to pick him up at his place. I kept telling him he didn't need to go shopping, but he was sure he'd feel better soon. His stomach problem had gone away and they gave him some pretty hefty pain killers for his migraine. By the time we got to the furniture store he was pretty happy.
Yet again our search was fruitless. I'm getting a little discouraged, because H and I know exactly what we want. Then it started to snow. Grrrr... I was driving. H noticed I was a little tense. He corrected my driving once, but I just said "thank you." Well when he's right, he's right.
I know it was making him uncomfortable that I was stressed out. I just felt like the whole day got wasted. I made myself feel a little better by insisting on a bit of retail therapy in the middle of a snow storm. Hee, hee. I got the new Dido CD, which lifted my spirits a lot... and surprised the heck out of my H who isn't used to me listening to pop music.
Come to think of it, I surprised him a little yesterday by showing up without a coat. He's used to me being bundled up more than Nanuck's wife's sister, but I just didn't think it was that cold out. He said he liked it when I was "adventurous."
After we got home, we threw together a quick dinner (that included some homemade foccacia) and watched the special features DVD of the miniseries we've been watching. This past week we've been watching "Band of Brothers" about a group of paratroopers in WWII. I'm a history buff and H was a paratrooper, so it's been fascinating for both of us. H thanked me for picking it out, because he hadn't heard of it before. I may have him watch it with me again, so he can stop and give me the fun details. He got excited last night and started telling me about jump training, which was cool.
H and I took a little time afterwards to dance in the living room to my new CD. We haven't done that in a while. We locked eyes and smiled the whole time. H is an excellent dancer, even if he doesn't think so.
