There is a wonderful feeling that can come with an apology, as both the receiver and the giver.
I felt like I owed Houston an apology. I apologized and was quickly forgiven for something that I didn't even need to apologize about. I love it when men are so understanding when you're a lil crazy/emotional when Aunt Flo is here. More so, I'm grateful that Houston is just willing to overlook my imperfections and still have such lovely feelings for me.
Life is good.
And just when I thought I was off the hook.... I've still gotta think of something impressive to cook him on Wednesday.
Wish me luck!!
And leave me some ideas!!
