while i was away in Texas
having the time of my life
aka drinking and dancing and crying and barfing,
Mr. REA was plotting a surprise.
a Saturday Surprise.
hey babe, can't wait to see you.
i have something for you.
it's a surprise ;)
and-you-better-believe i thought it was an engagement ring.
but i also had a more realistic inkling that it was probably a KitchenAide mixer.
and i promised myself,
if it was a fatty diamond,
i would say yes yes yes.
and then
within that very same fantasy,
i promised myself
that if it was in fact a KitchenAide mixer,
that i would in fact
propose to Mr. REA.
so in my mind, i was getting engaged.
regardless of which surprise it was.
and when i arrived home,
hangover and all,
there was a beautiful white KitchenAide mixer
sparkling for me on my faux-granite counter tops.
and then i kissed Mr. REA on his handsome face until the sun came up.
because let's face it folks:
Mr. REA
is in fact
the best boyfriend
ever.
