And I know my boy reads these <3>Danners was over last weekend (Halloween weekend) and it was preeeeeeeeeeeety great =)
We picked up Danny a little early (yay!!!) and then we cuddled in the back seat alllllll the way home. He's so adorable when he's like that!
We got home on the Friday night and just mostly hung out. I think that was the night we decided to go get some KFC. We arrived there at like 9:55, just as they were about to close so they let us have some REALLY cheap chicken pieces. Danny wanted a crunch-somethingorother (Big Crunch Sandwich, hun?) instead but they refused to make it. Would have taken SIX minutes and they closed in FIVE. Assholes.
So we went back home, ate our chicken, and cuddled some more :) <3>
Saturday morning rolled around and we just snuggled and hung out again. And Jill, this was the day the "mouse got the cheese". Happy now? (If you don't understand what I mean, don't bother lol). Then came Halloween night itself, the "main event". I was supposed to have a bunch of people over, but we scrapped that idea when 2 people cancelled and things weren't coming together as planned. Krista and her boyfriend stopped over for a quick visit anyways while Danny and I were watching a movie.
Speaking of which, we rented 3 movies: Mutant Chronicles, The Haunting in Connecticut, and The Unborn. We also watched Paranormal Activity (which scared me Saturday night and prevented me from sleeping all that well lol). Before Krista and her bf stopped by, Danny and I had a chocolate fondue by the candlelight (AWWWWHHH!!!) and cuddled LOTS.
Sunday morning we snuggled again and dropped him off in Perth for his mom to pick him up. On the way there, he said that he always worried about me more than he worried about himself when we part ways after dropping him off. That's really something that hit me hard: he really worries about me when he's away. I kinda figured that he would, but hearing him say it means SO much more than just me thinking it, or taking it for granted.
Same thing goes for him telling me that he loves me . . . he did that quite a bit on the weekend.
I love you too, Daniel <3>
Sunday morning we snuggled again and dropped him off in Perth for his mom to pick him up. On the way there, he said that he always worried about me more than he worried about himself when we part ways after dropping him off. That's really something that hit me hard: he really worries about me when he's away. I kinda figured that he would, but hearing him say it means SO much more than just me thinking it, or taking it for granted.
Same thing goes for him telling me that he loves me . . . he did that quite a bit on the weekend.
I love you too, Daniel <3>
