I went to get my hair cut. OC went to the grocery store in the same shopping center. Well, turns out the beauty shop was really a barber shop, so I opted out on the hair cut and walked on down to the grocery store. I found OC picking out roses. I guess I ruined his surprise, but he took it well and asked me what color I liked best.
No ordinary red or pink for me. Give me the passionate peach ones!
I am very well taken care of and maybe just a little bit spoiled.
Thank you, OC. I love you.