#1 threat to America? BEARS!
February 16, 2008
The Boyfriend and I celebrated our Valentine’s Day last night.
I met him at his parent’s house, and he gave me this little heart-shaped basket with a cute teddy bear in it. Now, I know this is standard Valentine’s Day fare and all…but I LOVE teddy bears, and it was sweet because it was from him…and I know he doesn’t have any extra money right now, so he definitely did not have to go out of his way to get me anything. Which was what I told him a week ago.
Anyway, after staying out for a few hours, we went back to his apartment to go to bed. I think that was around maybe 9 or 10, since we’re not the sort of people who are used to being up all day like we were.
We both woke up somewhere around 2am. He rolled over and put his arm around me and said, “Honey, I had the weirdest dream…”
“What about?”
“I dreamed that there was a little brown bear out in the parking lot trying to break into your car.”
I laughed and cracked a joke about my luck with wildlife inside the city limits. (Two years ago, I had a deer run into the side of my car…in the middle of town…)
He asked me if I wanted to go grab something to eat. I said sure, and he told me that we would go in his car and he’d drive. Which sounded awesome to me, because it meant I didn’t have to put in my contact lenses.
So, I get up and get dressed and we step outside…and he says, “You know, it was a really vivid dream. Every time I have a vivid dream like that it usually means something. We should check on your car…”
“Umm…okay…”
The car is sitting all alone in the church parking lot right next to his apartment building. There doesn’t seem to be anything unusual about it.
“Baby, it’s fine. See…?”
“But what if there’s somebody inside?”
“Baby…I have an ALARM. If someone had tried to get in, the alarm would have gone off.”
“Humor me, okay? I’m gonna go get your keys…”
“Okay, fine…” I sighed.
I realized at this point that he was not going to drop it until I unlocked the car and checked to be sure there was absolutely no one inside or around my vehicle.
There are no words to describe how retarded this is… I thought.
When he came back with the keys, he hit the “unlock” button and the lights inside came on.
And there was the cutest stuffed teddy bear sitting in my driver’s seat with flowers in its lap.
I squealed like a little girl and gave him a huge hug. (The Boyfriend…not The Teddy Bear…)
He smiled and said…”See? You should listen to me next time! Here I was trying to surprise you, and you had to make it so damn difficult!”
Sneaky…
He got major kisses for THAT one…
Don’t we make you nauseous?
