When the Lilster and I were sitting in front of the vent down stairs getting our morning fill of warmth. She was busy sucking on my necklace that is my constant (...to be blogged about later) and chirping away and getting my neck and shirt completely soaked in slobber. I sat there and realized how sweet it is.
I get to wake up and play in front of a vent. Aren't I lucky? And after a few more hours I took a nap. Not many people can say they get to do that. After we got home from the gym (Lily loves it now!) I called Chad cause I was thinking about him lots this morning and our conversation went like this:
Jim:"Jan, I'm in class, whats up?"(in a whispery voice)
Me:"Oh, (now I whisper, even though its not needed) I just wanted to say thanks for asking me to marry you."
Jim: "No problem, I love you."
then we hung up.
We really do have a sweet life. I think I am going to make a yellow cake with great-grandma Schwartz's chocolate frosting in honor of our sweet life:)