Late Valentine’s Day
So, I didn’t really get to go into detail in my last post so I am going to delete it and use this one as my reporting post for all that went on last night. It was a lot.
Ben got up with me in the morning and drove me to work. It was raining like crazy! The radio kept going off with the emergency alert system, and it was like that the entire morning and well into the afternoon. He picked me up at 3, and when I opened the door he had 2 dozen roses— pink and red— sitting on the carseat waiting for me. I jumped in with a smile and he was all
“Hey my baby love! Are you ready?”
I just laughed. He said he spent a lot of time picking out the flowers because he wanted them to symbolize something— the red ones were for how deep his love for me is, the pink/white ones for how pure and long lasting. I was just sitting there smiling like a nerd because he’s never bought me flowers before. As I counted them, I realized I was missing 3 in each batch but I didn’t say anything about.
We got home and Ben told me I couldn’t go inside yet; so I waited outside for him to tell me it was okay. When I got inside, there was a trail of rose petals (AH-HA! there’s where my other roses went) to the bedroom. I asked what they were and he was all
“I don’t know! Maybe you should follow the trail.”
I did, and the bed was made with rose petals all over it. I was just laughing at this point because Ben’s never done something this romantic for me, ever. I was setting my roses down when he said
“It’s chilly baby, why don’t you go take a nice warm bath?”
I knew he was up to something, but I went in the bathroom anyway— lights were off, and there was a hot bubble bath filled with rose petals, the only light being candlelight. This was the point were I realized exactly how spoiled I was getting. He kept urging me to get in the tub, so I finally did and took a relaxing bath. When I was done I asked him what was next and he told me we were far from being done, and to get dressed nice but not fancy.
We got in the car and he drove me to this place called Longhorn Steakhouse. The only time we have ever eaten there before yesterday was the day we moved into the apartment, and I had this awesome Rainbow Trout that I had mentioned a few times wanting to eat again. I was so excited, haha. We spent dinner talking about anything and everything, which was nice since we haven’t seen one another much this week with me working days and him working nights.
After dinner he drove me to the mall and refused to tell me what we were up to. I just followed him around until he walked me in to the Build-A-Bear Workshop. I laughed— I felt so ridiculous in there but it was so fun. We picked out a cat together to build, stuffed it and both kissed his heart before it was put inside. We picked him out an outfit and picked out his name together— Chester.
Ben didn’t want me to drop him off at home but I put him on the bed with Thumper because I didn’t want him sitting in the car while we went to the movies. Ben picked out Chronicle for us to watch (I wanted to see The Vow… lol), and it was actually a lot different than I was expecting. After the movie we went home and I told Ben I hadn’t cried yet like he said I was going to. He kept telling me ‘in a little bit, in a little bit’. We got home and he told me the surprises were over minus dessert if I was hungry (which I wasn’t), and then pulled me into the bedroom to lay on the bed and talk for a while.
Ben has no problem telling me he loves me, but he has trouble explaining just how much in words. He’s more of an actions-speak-louder kind of guy (obviously, lol). But he told me that he loved me, so much, and that one day I was goign to be bothering and mothering his children and he knew that for sure. He said he wanted to keep me and have me as his for always, and that one day all of this was going to happen— he knew it, and that was what he wanted. He asked me if I wanted the same things, and I told him yes, that I wanted to be with him as long as he would have me.
Really, it was just a sweet little chat we had for about thirty minutes before we both got up and turned on our computers and the night was over, haha. :D
And I still didn’t cry.
I was expecting a proposal, I’m not going to lie— but I’m not disappointed either, for some reason. I’m just waiting. I never got the “it will make you cry” surprise (and he tried to convince me later it was something inappropriate and wrong and I just gave him my ‘You better be joking’ face, and he just laughed), so who knows what he has up his sleeve.
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