It was Mother's Day, recently; the title felt deeply appropriate.

I got to spend a few really awesome days with the guy, first off. One of the most rewarding feelings in the world was going strawberry picking with him, one afternoon, and then making those strawberries into a syrup to pour over our pancakes, the next morning. I don't think I've ever felt quite as generally satisfied as I did when he took a bite into our from-scratch pancakes--topped with strawberry syrup picked fresh, the day before, and whipped cream I taught him to make himself (if he ever eats the stuff from the tub or the can, again, I would be surprised)--and immediately told me how great they were. If only every morning could be strawberry pancakes outside on a warm summer morning.

HAHA OH WAIT, they can, because now he's my boyfriend and he cannot escape my love for breakfast foods and destructive over-planning habits.

Look at your hand, now look at me, NOW LOOK BACK AT YOUR HAND; THE RELATIONSHIP IS NOW DIAMONDS

I GRADUATE TOMORROW




PS how cool would it be to propose to someone with that whole, "Look at your hand, now look at me," thing?! Suggestion for those of you looking to propose to someone.

There's too much going on with this.
» middaymoon on 2015-05-15 02:05:01

hahaha, I want someone to propose to me like that so bad. And I also now want to eat strawberry syrup.
» Zanzibar on 2015-05-15 08:34:45

DIAMONDS = INDESTRUCTIBLE AND FOREVER
Whoa that must have been the best syrup ever. holy crap.

And conGRADulations! ;D Good luck finding a job/other things/whatever your'e looking for. !!!
» invisible on 2015-05-28 01:57:39

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