Here's MY version:
Came home. The table where I toss my mail and set my crap when I get home had been cleaned off. In fact, the laundry was done, the dishes were washed and the spaghetti sauce was simmering, she had even found time to scour the rust from the manicles on my bedposts and re-arranged the whips in my toy drawer so that it makes MUCH more sence now. (lol)
The flowers I had given her last week were (still alive and) in the center. On either side were the dinner candles I had even forgotten were there!!
Things were WONDERFUL.
I had brought home the wine and some Ben & Jerry's for dessert.
Then came the complications: IMs, phone calls, last minute errands.....We actually ate around 10:30, and it would have been later, but we made the decision to ignore all new IMs and just eat (sorry, folks! We love Roo people, but we have to eat and sleep!! LOL) We lit ALL the candles and turned out ALL the lights. We prayed. We laughed. We planned. We talked about the wonder of candle wax. (Don't ask). Then, we went to the sofa, where I USED to eat dinner. We decided it was too late too start lugging around a pint of B&J's each, so we decided to forego. We watched "Secretary," which Sweetpea had never seen. She fell asleep in my arms.
(That was the romantic part. Later, she got to watch me wake up after inhaling acidy vomit from my acid reflux. Not so very 'fairy tale come true')
Today is one week fron the day I picked her up at the airport, and felt immediately at ease. Everything since then has been more and more comfortable. I have a woman who loves to pray with me, who is disappointed when we skip devotionals, who cries when she believes people take advantage of my time, as if it hurts her to see me tired.
And she sends me e-cards telling me how much she loves me all day long.
How can anyone NOT love that??
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