it's the little things that mean so much

Before I left home I ran around our apartment with little arrow sticky notes, writing messages on them and sticking them everywhere I could think.

Messages from me for Bryan to find while I'm gone.

I made about 20-25 of them!!

And boy did I get creative with the wording and the placement!

I put them in both of our cars, trunks, dresser drawer, nightstand, on his pillow, in the pantry, in a fridge drawer, on a plate, in the washing machine, in the shower (that said "Hottie!), on a window, etc.

My favorite one was the one I put on my camera saying "You break this, you die. Love you!"

I also put one on an old box of condoms saying "You use these while I'm gone. It's over. I love you!"

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I put this one in the baking dish in our kitchen cabinet - "Baking, eh? Hehe! :)"

I think I told him he looked hot and I loved him on his closet mirror!

I hid this one in the car cup holder I stuck one on the toilet seat and left it up, knowing that Bryan always put down the lid and would find it!
Guest Bathroom Sink Flash forward 5 days...

After a long, hot day I arrived at my hotel in Connecticut.

To my suprise I had a package waiting for me at the front desk... from Bryan!

I clenched the package and ran up to my room with the biggest smile on my face and happy tears streaming from my eyes.

I got in my room and gleefully ripped open the package.From Bryan and Cali, so that I will always go to bed and wake up with pieces of them.
I called Bryan in tears.
I know we've only been married 1 year and priorities shift and expressive love fades over time.

I'm not naive. But I do think we're starting off on the right path.

I just hope that we both always strive to stay this connected for as long as we can.
But honestly, I don't know many men who do such special things for their girlfriends let alone wives.

Again, I love being the Mrs. to his Mr.

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Just when I was finishing this post I got major hunger pains, so I put down my computer and ran down to the lobby to grab some delivery menu's.

On my way up the stairs I had to slow my stride because there was an old couple in front of me.

At their youngest they were 85.

White hair and wrinkles.... and struggling to get up the stairs.

There is no elevator, so stairs are are the only option.

Once up, they clung to the railing and wall and paused to catch their breathes.

As I passed them he slapped her on the ass!

Then then they laughed.

How insanely adorable is that?!

I got back to my room, called Bryan and told him that we had to be like that when we're old and grey!!