The Big 3-7

Phil turned 37 yesterday. This was a birthday of reflection for him, I think. I left him yesterday morning in bed, his eyes wide and fixed on the ceiling. He wasn't buzzing around me like usual as I got ready for work. He wasn't saying much other than her loved me.

Part of me wondered if I should go to work. I did and he was fine. He spent his day reflecting on his life, losing his dad (he was 28 at the time, it still bothers him a lot) and where life was going. After I got home, his mother, sister and his sister's boyfriend took us out for Mexican food. There's a place a few towns over from us. A real hole in the wall-- but it's the most delicious Mexican food you will ever have.

Afterwards, we came back to our house and had the pistachio pudding cake that I had made him. I used this recipe, but I doubled the pudding mix for both the cake and icing. For the icing I also used 16 oz of cool whip and almond milk. Almond milk will not let the pudding stiffen, but with the added cool whip and pudding mix, it will make an extremely delicious icing. I had a lot left over so I froze it and we've been eating it like ice cream.

I really think this is going to be Phil's best year yet. Mine too.We have a lot of adventures in the works, including going to Disney World over the week before Christmas. It's going to be packed, but really magical.

Our Second Valentine's Day

I woke up this morning after having a very weird dream that I can't remember though I knew it involved Phil and at some point my ex-boyfriend. I can't tell you what happened in it, but I can tell you the overwhelming feeling of peace that took me once I woke up.

Phil was snoring next to me. Though we have fallen asleep with our legs intertwined like we have for many nights, we separated at some point. I rolled over and with his back facing me, began to spoon him, nuzzling my face into his neck. A move he knows well that took him out of sleep and made him dreamily say "hey hunny," like he always does.

It was at that moment that I felt my heart swell up with how thankful I was to have Phil and how much this entire year has meant. We ended up staying in during the snow storm yesterday and we made a feast. We also had gone out to lunch earlier in the day and had gotten cannoli cheesecake for dessert. It was perfect and I finally got to watch the end of the second season of Bates Motel.

Phil surprised me with two new necklaces and I got him a Kurt Knusden garnet star (since we started dating in January and garnet means eternal love) and ice cream mugs that in common tongue say "My Sun and Stars" along with "Moon of My Life." I envisioned us eating ice cream sundaes out of them as we watched Game of Thrones in our new house. It played back to a set of key-chains I bought us just because last year and the moment in our first date where Phil was head over heels for me because I then went on to take GoT.

Which is our next adventure; the new house.

And then he drew me to him and we talked about our weekend. He asked me why I thought he always buys me jewelry for special days and I shrugged. He told me it's because he was trying to replace all the jewelry that was stolen from me during brief period where I dated a total wannabe thug boy asshole who robbed me because I didn't deserve that.

Then he told me why he chose the necklaces that he did and each one had its own tale and future. I love that I fell in love with my other half who is just as loving and creative as me.