Today when I was in the computer lab at school trying to finish the nightmare of all papers, my phone rang. It was a number I didn’t recognize, but it was local, so I answered it. It was a man who said he had a delivery for me and wanted to know if I was home. I said, “Uh, not really.” So then he said, “Okay, I’ll leave it for you in the leasing office.” I said okay, and then I sat there racking my brain, trying to think if I’d ordered anything online that I’d forgotten about and that would be big enough to require delivery, but I couldn’t think of anything. All during the meeting I had I kept trying to think what in the world it could be, and pretty sure I raced home to see what it was. So I go into the leasing office, ask if there is a delivery for me, and the woman points to the table. What was there? Well, here’s what was there:
Yes, that’s right, I got flowers. From Stephen! As a “happy end of the semester” gift. How sweet is he?! I can’t wait until next Monday when I get to see him! I’m probably driving all of my friends crazy because I’m in this permanent state of giddiness, but I can’t help it. What’s so great about these flowers is 1) gerber daisies are my FAVORITE and 2) I just bought daisies last night when I was at Kroger because I really wanted some flowers, but I picked like the most pathetic bunch in the store and they are rather droopy looking. But now I have these marvelous, happy, vibrant ones! What a great way to end the semester!
I solemnly swear not to make every post this gushy and girly. I’m through for now. :pleased:
EDIT: Okay, the link to Stephen’s page is now the correct one. He is not in fact 17. Hahahaha. (Julie, did you really think I’d go for someone who’s not even legal? 😉