It really was. First my car broke down again. Chris had to come rescue me at the school’s Old Town office. I started crying when he came to get me. I hate that my car just randomly dies on me. It makes me nervous to drive, and that’s a sucky thing to be nervous about. I hate that Chris had to take time out of his work day to come get me, even though I know he didn’t mind.
(I also hate the bill for fixing my car, which my wonderful pre-husband took care of without batting an eye. I love my pre-husband.)
Then there was family stuff that Chris and I talked about on the ride over to Goodyear. And I cried again.
Then we got the bill, and I told myself I would not cry.
Then on the way home, Chris said, “This’ll cheer you up.” And he pulled out our brand new, just printed, beautiful, wonderful guest book from the backseat of his car.
It was really beautiful and wonderful. Chris designed it, and while I at first gave him a hard time for all the extra work he was putting into it, I’m so glad he went with the inspiration. It looks amazing, and I know everyone’s going to love answering the prompts we picked for the pages.
Then we got back to Chris’ and made dinner together and talked about more family stuff and I was getting all emotional again, until Chris came downstairs and instructed me to close my eyes, that he had a surprise. I did. When I opened them, he was holding his phone in front of my face, with this picture on it.
And seriously, how can you be sad when you see this cutie in her flower girl dress? This is the first time we’re even seeing it in real life, and it looks awesome, if we do say so ourselves.
After that was a great chat with Sarah. Let me tell you something: Sarah and Chris video chatting is the best thing ever. I generally try to catch it on my own webcam, sneakily facing my laptop screen toward Chris and his computer because he just gets so darn funny and animated when he’s talking with Sarah.
In fact… I just went back through some of my funnier videos of “Chris Chats with Sarah,” and I decided maybe I’d whip up this little piece for the general amusement of our viewers at home.
Mmmmm… that makes me feel better.