Saturday, September 11

It's my 3-tens!

Last year, around this time, on this very blog, the only post for the month, I wrote that I was close to tears.

We have had a progress this year. I teared. 'Cos I was so touchy... I mean, touched.

I really, really do appreciate the thought, the effort and the resourcefulness that went into the b'day prezzie you prepared for me to mark my 3-tens. It's more meaningful than expensive holidays, boring-branded items or luxurious treats. It's something noone else in this whole crazy world can ever buy.

You made me feel so special and loved. I love the writing too, though it certainly sounded drafted and random. hehe I love that I am a present to you everyday. I love that you tried, just cos your girlfriend is a wordaholic (words stay in my mind longer than money spent on me), to write more than your name and date.

Last but not least, I loved the cosy, fart-as-you-wish, burp-as-you-like, electro-candle-light dinner on the floor, cross-legged. So much more unique!

Thank you, dardee... for loving me so. Nowadays, I can really remember easier that I'm being so loved, even when you are being a real mood-spoiler. I will remember it yet easier as soon as I see the suppl credit card.

Love,
your cutest sweetsweet...