This was the most amazing Valentine’s week ever.
First on Sunday John took me to the flea market, because I’d never been there. We walked in and he just told me to look around and he would buy whatever I wanted. I felt so spoiled. We turned it into an adventure and walked around until we were too tired to be there anymore.
Then last night after school he made me a huge dinner. There were flowers and a candle lit and some yummy wine. And then he made chicken with broccoli and cheese in it and alfredo pasta and mozz sticks. I was in heaven. He also had a card waiting under my pillow when we went to sleep. How fucking cute is that?
