For example: This weekend I made four quite big mistakes. #1) I made Andrew dinner, and didn't let the bread for the bread stick rise = gross gross tasting bread sticks. #2) We ordered Chinese food, and upon pick up (after a 10 minute walk and waiting in line for 15 minutes), we realized that I had called the wrong location. #3) While playing Settler's of Catan, I started crying because I was loosing so badly (I know, I'm a baby). #4) I spilt a whole glass of water over the whole Setter's game board, and ruined most of the pieces of the $42 set.
And after all this! He hugs me and tells me "It's okay babe" And that is what I love about him. He is sweet and loving and kind and all around wonderful. Also, a great cook.
Here is some basic info for those who don't know Andrew. He currently goes to U of M. His two majors are Physics and Math. He is also in the Education program and is graduating at the end of this school year (Which is crazy to ponder, because! if we are still dating in a year, I'll be dating a high school teacher, so weird). He grew up about 3 miles away from me, yet we didn't meet until May 2009 at a mutual friend's party. He is mostly Polish, and partly Italian, but he looks very Italian (!).
He is a big part of my life. And I love him dearly.
Okay, I will stop with the mushy mushy words, and post some mushy mushy pictures of us:
awwhww!





















