Sometimes, When I Think About How I Much I Love Him & Want To Be With Him FOREVER, I Pet The Cat A Little Too Hard.

by SJP

I believe if I’m going to a girlfriend, I might as well do it up big.  I mean, how often do I get to be a girlfriend?  Not that often.  So I’m taking full advantage of this opportunity to be the most extreme girlfriend that I can be.

In other words, I’m a royal pain in the ass.

But you know my Boyfriend seems to be okay with that.  It works for us!  He doesn’t really mind that I fake medical emergencies to get him to call me back during the work day and I think he actually likes it when I grab his arm and whisper, “I’ll miss you” every time he gets up to go to the bathroom.  If I didn’t wake him up in the middle of the night to ask him if he’s dreaming about me, he might think I was sick or something.

I just love, love, LOVE my boyfriend.  I mean we are perfect for each other in every way.  He likes to go out to dinner; I like to be taken out to dinner.  He wants to get married one day; I happen to look great in white.  He thinks I’m pretty; I think I’m pretty.  I guess it’s pretty obvious why we ended up together huh? 

Oh my gawd.  Wait a second.  Speaking of my devilish good looks, it’s been 5 minutes! Why hasn’t he text me to tell me I’m pretty? 

Great, now we’re in a fight which means I have to call him to tell him I’m not speaking to him so he can buy another $50.00 box of Godiva chocolates in order for us to makeup.  Sigh.  A girlfriend’s work is never done.