Crazy Little Thing Called Love

On Friday, I skipped 1/2 (hof, haha) a day of work to drive to visit Mr. Wonderful (who by the way, has a name haha...it's Colin). I got there, and had a fun Friday with him. I got to go for a ride in his truck. Which to some of you might seem lame, but I don't care...I liked it! I feel special that he wanted me to see his work truck. And wanted to take me for a ride in it. :-)

Saturday morning he got called out to work, then came back home & we went garage sale-ing with his mom. Saturday afternoon he got called out as well. So I spent the afternoon having a nap, and planting garden with his sister. Which I have to say is probably some of the most fun I've had in a long time. Reminds me of my home small town to plant a garden. I miss doing that.

And then on Sunday he got called out too. I was, of course, upset (yet again). Pathetic of me, I know. I should know better than to get upset at something that is going to make my dreams a reality someday. After he got home from work, we went to walmart & out for lunch. It was a nice drive to be able to go on with him. The alone time was nice.

So as horrible as I was feeling, I decided to let myself stay until this morning (5am came early) so I could spend 1 more night with him before returning to the stupid city. I worked all day(8:30-4:30), and ran errands after work(until 6), then came home. Only to realize how truely lonely I was. So I put on his shirt & some pj pants, grabbed the bear he bought me (don't laugh, but his name is "Cuddles"), and watched hockey. You know you miss someone when...

Yeah, I know, I'm such a sappy girl.

And on a final note...I saw THE house this weekend. CRAZY butterflies (or as Colin & I call it - PopRocks). It was the best scary feeling in the world. And now I wait...