this morning #975.

this morning, because he’s routinely horrible at hiding things from me, i know he’s got something relatively romantic planned for tomorrow. tis the season. he’s been sweatier than usual. something’s obviously afoot. although i’ve tried to determine what he’s cooking up, so far he’s been able to keep the specifics under wraps. good for him. maybe it’s better that i don’t know what’s coming for once, that i let him surprise me for maximum effect. it’s relatively exciting but, truth be told, i don’t expect a lot on these hallmark holidays. nice gestures are fine & all but those can come at any time. i think he enjoys it though, the chivalry of the whole thing, so i let him have his fun.