short and sweet

I have a bit of a strange phenomenon occuring in my new house, in addition to the haunted pepper shaker incident as recounted by Devon in the video entry a few days ago. Devon says it’s an ice cream gnome. But Every time I get a carton of ice cream, it seems to disappear – but I never see anyone eating it. Ever. On Saturday night, I picked up some Chocolate ice cream on the way home from pride. I had a bowl and a half, and when I went to get some on Monday night, there were two bites left. Seriously. and last night, I went and picked up some marble fudge along with other groceries and when I went to fix myself a bowl, there were already a few bites missing. It’s hilarious – it’s the new running joke in the household. And I love every second of it.

Devon was super sweet last night…during lunch too. She made me cry by telling me that she loves me more than ever, can’t put it into words, and misses me like crazy even though we now see each other more than ever. She reiterated the sentiment upon returning home. She insists that I really am the best girlfriend/stbw ever…I don’t see it. But I’m glad she thinks so. The past two nights have been beautiful, despite cramps and random bad days…intense. Something else. Out of this world.

and, in response to the querry “what am I gonna do with you” her top 5, in no discernable order

5) Travel
4)make a home
3) have a family/get a dog
2) make love
1) marry you.

I’m good with this.