BEST DAY EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He'd been trying to get a day off to go to Spence Diamond down by my work to pick up the ring, he'd narrowed it down to two.  So he took yesterday off, and I went "cool, I've got a day in lieu to burn, I'll take it off with you".  He let me sleep until noon, then we were planning to go to the mall (he needed new runners) and Walmart (I wanted new underwear) ... then we get into the car and he hands me a blindfold.  I looked at him and said "seriously?"  I couldn't figure out why he wanted me to be blindfolded to go to Walmart.  After I put the blindfold on he went back into the house to get something, put it in the back seat, and we were off.

I was trying to figure out where we were going, felt like Walmart with all the stops and turns.  Then, when I thought we were turning into the Walmart parking lot, the car sped up ... FAST.  WTF?!?!?!?  Then I realized he'd turned on to the 400 south (the last turn before the Walmart enterance).  Ok, so maybe we're going to Magnotta, that'd be nice .... oohhhhhh maybe we're going to Niagara.  I settle in for the drive (still blindfolded) and enjoy.

After a while, I can feel the car slowing down.  I mention that and Shawn says "yes, traffic, must be an accident".  After a complete stop, the car turned left.  I swore it was Rutherford Road.  I do that drive two and from work every day and it just felt right.   Ohhhhh  maybe we're going to Wonderland ... damn, I wore a dress.  Passed Wonderland ... ohhhhh maybe we're going shopping at Vaughan Mills!  Nope, passed that too.  Hmmm, maybe I'm wrong, maybe it's not Rutherford.  Then, about 5 minutes later we turn right and hit two stop signs in a road.  WTF?  "Why are we going to my work?"  Just then, he pulls over and stops.  We're at the park, around the corner from my work.  I see him reach into the back seat and pull out what I thought was his lunch bag.  Ohhhhh a picnic ... No he says.  Hmmmmmmm.  I'd given him a photo album with pictures from the last two years for Father's Day and the pictures he took of me at that park two years ago were in there.  He said he wanted updated pictures.   Ohhhh, how sweet.

So, I climbed up on the playground and ... well ... watch the video.

He used his ring that I bought him a year ago, because he hadn't gotten to the jewelers yet.  We went to Spence, picked out my beautiful ring and then went for lunch.  It was amazing.  The waitress at lunch wanted to know what we were celebrating, because I was glowing, I showed her my ring.  Honestly I'm still on cloud nine.

Let me count the ways

BBE isn’t one of those brash, shout it from the roof tops romantics (that’s more my style), but he does things that are so incredibly thoughtful and special that they actually move me to tears.  Case in point:

Yesterday, I had a TERRIBLE day at work.  This is rare, generally I love my job, I’m good at my job and I enjoy what I do.  I’m very lucky, but everyone is allowed to have a bad day, and apparently yesterday was mine.  I have been running like a mad woman lately trying to get everything done.  I like the pace, days fly by, tons of challenges, but every once in a while something slips.  My least favourite sales person had asked me in December to work on a project.  Sure thing, no problem, but in December I had different deadlines, and being told this project would be due “mid-january” I scheduled it accordingly.  I gave the vague detail that my coworker had provided to our Ad Agency and set them upon the task.  All of sudden, his customer moves up the deadline.  As a result, I get handed “final” product from the Agency that I knew was substandard.  I didn’t have a chance to proof it, but I figured we could “use it as a talking point” and I could follow up the next day with the corrected project.  Apparently sales guy would rather spend my valuable time standing in my office screaming at me.

I did rather well, I didn’t lose my cool, I defended myself, but fortunately my boss stepped into my office, diffused the situation and got us back on track.  I went back to the ad agency, correcting the mistakes sales guy had done, and provided new direction.  I went into my office, closed the door and lost it.  I don’t cry out of sadness, but out of anger and frustration.  This sales guy is famous for providing bad information then throwing marketing under the bus.  He’s done it to all of my coworkers and it’s rather a miracle this is only the first time it’s happened.  My boss hauled him into his office and tore him a new one, so then he comes to me (while I’m still rather upset) that we need to “talk this out”.  Sorry asshat, I’ve got stuff to do and making you feel better isn’t on the list.  I spoke to my boss later and he praised me for “taking the high road” and keeping my cool.  I knew I wasn’t in trouble, and I knew I could get stuff done to please the customer (always my end goal).

So, crying at my desk, not my favourite thing to do, I felt humiliated for the red eyes as I went into a LARGE corporate meeting after.  No one commented, a few asked if I was okay to which I replied “I’m fine”.  I wasn’t though.  I had a splitting headache and I was embarrassed, I just wanted to get the project done and go home.

When I got home it was quite.  The gifts were finishing their dinner and BBE had ours just about done.  He’s finding new recipes because I’m trying to eat healthier (including going gluten free).  So, not only is there a great meal, there are some beautiful tulips on the table.  Awwwww he got me flowers, because I had a bad day, but wait … there’s more!  He hands me a poem he’s written.  WHAT?  No one has EVER written a poem for me, EVER!  I’m reading it and I’m literally in tears again.  This time, tears of joy to be so lucky to have the most amazing man in the world love me.  The gifts joined in with lots of hugs and “I love you mommy” and I settled down to a wonderful dinner. 

I still can’t believe he wrote me a poem.  #HappiestGirlInTheWorld