Rosy Albino!
last night the boy and i traipsed around his neighborhood looking for alfredo sauce. he was thinking that fettucine would be a good meal for me. we tried three little grocery stores and didn't find a single drop of the stuff. the boy was quite put out with this but we ended up eating middle-eastern instead. his reasoning was that soup and salad would be good for my ulcer.
i was sitting across the table from him looking pretty pathetic. he asked me to sit by him and then stroked my back while i drank water. it was one of those sappy moments i'm going to hold on for a long time. it felt nice that the boy didn't mind shouting loud and clear that we are a couple and that he cares about me... well, until the next time he pisses me off, right?
it's a nice kind of relationship we have, it's not too comfortable but it's no longer scary. i'm getting used to the way he does business and just working with the differences.
i really am tired of eating crackers and wish that i had been a bit more gentle with my ulcer. will i ever learn? i must look pretty pale today as enough people have commented on it. i find it hard to believe that i could be paler since i happily describe my skin tone as rosy albino.