I have to blog about this, I just have to.
I was on the phone with Dave earlier, and I had told him that the shirt he had left behind didn't smell like him anymore (I sleep with it and I find it incredibly comforting). I said that I had even gone and sniffed his ball cap but I couldn't smell there either...I didn't say anything about being sad about it, but I think he could tell by the sound of my voice.
"Don't worry babe" he said "I'll make it right".
"What d'ya mean?" I said.
"I'll sleep in the same T shirt every night for like a week, and then I'll bag it up and mail it to ya. That do?"
Well, I just about melted. How freakin' cool is that?! I didn't even have to ask him! I didn't even have to bitch or complain about it! He just volunteered to do that for me!!!!!
He is the sweetest, sweetest man...he really is. I love him sooooo much.......