For no reason...

My sweet husband of 3 months called me yesterday.
"Are you going to be leaving at 5 today or closer to your usual 5:30?". I tell him, as always, I'll try to leave at 5 but no promises.

He is up to something, I can feel it.

I get home and see a beautiful bouquet of lilies, roses, and something else else darling and orange. He bought flowers because the other night I shared by secret desire to always have fresh flowers in the house.

Alex leads me to a piping hot bubble bath. He lights some candles and I slosh around in cucumber melon heaven.

After I have sufficiently pruned, I towel off and I'm given a full body massage (TMI? sorry)

Then we have dinner and attempt to watch the original Oceans 11. The disc kept skipping and we weren't too sad to turn it off. We snuggled on the couch and watched an episode of Bones then off to bed. We read our books for a half hour then snuggled to sleep.

A perfect evening.

The best part is, he wasn't in the dog house or in trouble. He wanted to do it because he loves me. In case any of you are wondering, yes. Yes I am perfectly happy.