


here's the story...
it's 1:15pm on a Tuesday, you're three weeks into a big promotion, looking forward to holiday, and you text me saying, "baby, I'm just having the worst Tuesday ever... can we cancel our dinner plans and stay in?" I let you know that I'm not worried at all and that we should absolutely stay in and do whatever he needs tonight to feel happier... oh, and I've also attached these pictures saying, "maybe I'll find another way to celebrate you and your promotion..."
to be continued...