Oh...and surprising me with a year of paid LJ time and extra icons. I got that for a Valentine's surprise a few years ago. Little did Mr. Bill know what a monster he was creating. Now he has no choice but to plunk down the $35 every year in February, because I cannot part with my beloved icons and phone posts!
Love me... I don't know it's something about knowing that someone cares about you deeply. I have a friend whose very dear to me who tells me she loves me... many times have we been mistaken as a gay couple because one isn't supposed to "love" their friends. She doesn't care she always wants to make sure I know.
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accessories for my cam.
*hugs*
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A close second: coming home to clean laundry and knowing that I can spend the evening reading without guilt.
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