Well, this weekend both the H and I had to work, so Friday night we went to a movie and dinner. It was relaxing, and nice...

He'd had a really tough couple of days at work, and I knew that ValD was going to be a long one (closing at a big retail store that sold ValD stuff), so I woke up early Saturday and made pancakes and eggs and muffins. (I cook rarely - still learning how - and he really loves it when I do.)

I'd arranged earlier in the week for a sweet surprise to be delivered to him at work, and he called me when it got there, delighted but slightly embarassed because it had been mildly publicly delivered. :-D I'd been planning on making lasagna for dinner, but had forgotten to take the meat out, so I asked a friend who was looking for something to do that evening to help me with a recipe I knew she had and knew he'd love. We got the stuff, spent time talking, and she left so she would be able to get up for church the next day... I cooked - new stuff, but it turned out yummy for my first try! - and he got home about 1:30 that morning. He loved it. (-: We sat and talked a bit before we went to bed... he ran a hand down my side and said that he was really sorry he was as tired as he was. Which was really cool, because I wasn't expecting him to be even that willing, given the few days we'd been having schedule- and stress-wise. (And the tiredness was definitely real - both of us were about ready to pass out by then.)

Next day we got up and ran around to get to work. C'est la vi. (-:

Last year he went all-out to spoil me, cooking and cleaning and decorating the apartment for me. So it was fun to get to spoil him a bit. And while nothing physical happened, I really enjoyed it... and I have hopes for the next few days. (-:


I am turning in revolution these are the scars that silence carved on me