Liz invariably sucks at surprising me. It's something that she communications telepathically or something--"I'm gonna try to trick you", and thus, it never works. There have been times when she was about to start trying to do something, and I told her not to, and she wondered how I knew she was going to do something, because she has just thought of it.
Today is Liz and I's anniversary--we have been married for two years now. And I got off of an insane 8 hours of work with the idea of taking my lovely wife out to IHOP, as it was just about the only damn place open at 6 am here in San Marcos. Well, she got me this morning. I got off work, and gave her a call to come pick me up at work (it's her day off, so I didn't need to walk really), and she says that she'll be on her way in a bit. She shows up about 45 minutes later, and I let her know that I won't mind driving home, as it custom as she just woke up. But she refuses repeatedly, so I get in on the passenger side. I then realize that she is wearing her sexy white outfit under a coat, which brought a big smile to my face. As we are going along, she starts getting into the turn lane to go towards our house, and not the direction of IHOP. She said that she forgot her phone at home, and I didn't see why she would particularly need it, but I dismissed it without thinking much about it. So we get to the house, and in our bedroom, she has a large bottle of wine sitting on ice, with chocolates and chocolate covered strawberries. In the fridge, she has the making for french dip sandwiches (she had asked me what my favorite sandwich was a few days ago, and I completely did not realize it was anything outside of normal conversation).
So we went into the bedroom, enjoyed our sandwiches and deserts and wine, while talking about the two years that we have been married, and the good and bad that has happened (an incredibly unbalance good to bad ratio, which the majority in the former by the way). I start scratching her legs and all, and I decide that I should take a shower, as Liz is quite buzzed at this point, and I did just get off work and all. So I go take a quick shower, and I get back to the bedroom, and my lovely wife is passed out. :laugh: Poor Lizzy--she's such a cheap date. I guess I'll have to take advantage of her later.
Ya'll have a good one. :wine: