Shmookins

So I think you guys are going to get pretty used to hearing about my sweet, sweet fiance. It really is something I can't help. If he would just stop doing all these wonderful things then I could stop talking about him, but this is how it's gotta be I guess.. :)

I could go on and on, but today it's just about the little things he does around my apartment. I hope he doesn't mind how I'm making him look like a softie...he's actually really super manly and likes eating steak without utensils and hammering nails and all that stuff.


In my old apartment I had this big mirror. I would come home each night and find something new written on the mirror. I was NEVER able to catch him! By the end of the semester the thing was almost filled. I would love to read these over and over again, I took this picture so that I wouldn't forget and I still read them from time to time. :)

Every once in a while I'll get into my neatly made bed and fall into my fluffy pillows, and think, "wait I didn't make my bed today.." 

Jesse told me a story of how he would love to organize his parents shoes because it gave him a little thrill to serve his parents and know that they would notice, but it was his little secret act of service. 

When I've been doing homework or working on something else, Jesse will clean my room and make my bed. Man it's so nice to have a clean room and made bed to go home to after a long day! Such a little thing like that means so much!

Okay, one last cheesy thing I promise! Today I was up in my apartment and I come down and I see Jess out there parked in the middle of the parking lot. He's dragging his feet around doing something Jesse-like. When I walk over I see that he has driven a heart in the freshly fallen snow with his car and then got out to spell my name out in the middle of the heart. I tried to get a picture of it, but it was hard to get the whole thing in. 

Cheese fest!