My Milkshake Brings all the Boys to the Yard, but my Husband is Better than Yours.

So yesterday, Chad told me that I needed to make sure I answered the door because he was expecting a package that I would have to sign for. Well, that limits my day a little but I only had plans to lunch with a friend and those plans fell through so it was no big deal. Under orders from my doctor to “get as much sleep as possible” all I have been doing the last few days is just that and it has left me rather groggy.

The doorbell finally rang with the courier at 4:00 and it was a man standing there with roses and a teddy bear. I nearly fell over. He said “I am looking for Colleen.” Well, if knew my husband, you would know that he HATES to send cut flowers. He says that they are a waste of money because they are already dying and it makes no sense. The analytical side of me sees that point while the girly side of me says SHUT UP! smushy smushy! So of course, I looked at the courier and went squeeeee and took the flowers inside and released the little bear from captivity. THEN…I read the card because it was no special occasion that I remembered and I was starting to wonder if he had broken something. The card read:

I met you in the Fall of 1989. I was 18. That was 18 years ago. You have enchanted me for half my life. My better half.

I just have to say one thing to say after receiving something so beautiful. Nanner Fareakin Nanner!