I came home to a surprise. (If you know me at all, you know how I adore surprises!)
The fiance met me at my house after work...
We walked into the living room with his hands covering my eyes.
Flowers. White. Lovely. In my hand. On counter tops. In a vase near place settings. And candles.
Music playing. Perfectly chosen. Entertaining. Mood-setting. Unobtrusive.
Dinner. Yummy. Salad, lasagna, cream puffs. Haha, the man knows me!
Easy conversation. Laughter. Smiles. Silly faces.
Planning. The future. Talk of wedding reception choreography...which got nixed :(
Time together. Priceless. I'm thankful. For him. And for his romantic side.
303 more days. Then...I get to be Mrs. --insert fiance's last name here--