No More Single Awareness for Me!

I'll be honest:

I am one of those mushy gushy, lovey, dovey, squeal-when-I-talk-about-my-boyfriend kind of gals. I am. I can't help it. I get excited and refuse to control the waves of excitement that overwhelm my soul; I let them out in what ever shape they come. Call it annoying; call it attention-hungry; call it ridiculous. 

I could care less because I'm in the silly, fun stage of my relationship with Aaron, and I love it.

He surprised me on Valentine's Day. :)

Monday is the most hectic day of my week, so I had several meetings. He had just finished a weekend of cookie making and event planning, so we were both a little wiped out by the time Valentine's Day reared its head.

I've never been the biggest fan of Valentine's Day. Sure, I'll eat chocolate until I feel like I have to puke--all in the name of love. But, Valentine's Day has always been a little annoying to me.

Until this year.

Yes, there it is, the cliche statement reminding you that I have a boyfriend. No more "Single Awareness Day" for me. I have someone who calls me every night and texts me every morning, and he came to see me on that day of looooooove.

He was so cute trying to hide the surprise from me. I called him when he was on the road, and he claimed to be going to WalMart or something. He asked me if I had received my delivery yet and told me a guy was looking for me.

That guy was hiiiiiim. :)

He brought me tulips (because petunias don't bloom til Spring) and chocolate covered strawberries. I wrote him notes and gave him chocolate kisses.

We sat by a pond, and he ate Chick-fil-a (because I had already eaten, of course) then we headed back to the dorms to chill in my room. Hooray for Open Dorms on Valentine's Day!

Simple but so so sweet and so like us. It was an us day, and it was perfect.

Okay, you can stop gagging now.