Today is Stephen's 20th birthday. My little baby is growing up so fast!
Him and his family left, yesterday, to go to their summer house. He sent me photos, and it's absolutely GORGEOUS. It's like a cabin, in the middle of the woods. No other houses around or anything. And the inside is just as gorgeous as the outside. It's to die for. He said it had 6 bedrooms. Which is good, because A LOT of his family is staying there. It's him, his mother, his brother, his grandparents, and a few of his cousins. And they're staying there for a week. Plus, they also have a billiard room. It's just... Ughhh... Gorgeous.
And the best part...?
Stephen asked me if I'd like to visit him, next year, for his birthday. He said that if I did, I would be staying at the summer house. So I'd be in an absolutely gorgeous house. And I'd be able to meet his family. And he said that I wouldn't have to pay for anything. He said they'd pay for my airplane ticket, and I'd be taken care of. And he said there's plenty of room to cuddle. Which is fantastic. I told him that I LOVE that idea, but only if his family was okay with it. Is there enough room in the car? Is there enough room on the bed? If things are too cramped, I obviously wouldn't want to make things even more cramped. But getting to meet his family sounds exciting and terrifying. Exciting, because I'd love to meet his family. Terrifying, because I didn't think it would be all at once. I thought it might just be his mother, grandparents, and brother. I didn't think it would also include a few of his cousins. So that's kind of nerve-wracking. But he said his whole family likes me, so far. So I shouldn't be too worried. Thank you, anxiety!
So Stephen will be at the summer house for a week, come back home, work for a week, and then on his way over here. It'll be his first time flying. He'll be here in 15-days, and I couldn't be more excited. All I want to do is fast-forward time and make it August 11th. I want him here. NOW.
On August 8th, I have a salon appointment. I'm going to get my eyebrows waxed, eyelashes tinted, and eyelashes permed. It'll be my first time getting my eyelashes tinted and permed. And you're not supposed to get your eyelashes wet OR wear makeup around your eyes, for 24-hours after having your eyelashes permed. So that's why I'm doing it a few days before Stephen arrives. So I'll probably re-dye my hair the day before my salon appointment. That way, when Stephen arrives, I'll look as pretty as I possibly can.
I've never put in this much effort, to impress a guy. Ever. I mean... I'm sure he doesn't care. He always tells me that I'm beautiful with AND without makeup. He actually prefers me without makeup. Which is odd. I guess that saves me money on makeup. But I did explain to him that I want to make a great first impression, when he sees me. And he keeps telling me that he can't wait to see how I look. So I'm pretty nervous. I just really want him to see me and think to himself, "WOW! She's absolutely gorgeous! That's my girlfriend!" Or something to that effect. I want him to see me and be mesmerized with how I look. Is that too silly...?
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