Chicken Noodle Soup, which he even brought over and pushed me away with one hand while stirring with the other when I asked if I could help. "Go over there and sit down, you are sick baby and I'm going to take care of you.' He even brought enough over for my roommate who had a slight brush with this flu thing herself. He is the sweetest!!! Not to mention he came equipped with 2 bags of my favorite ~Strawberry Twizzlers~ and not one but two kinds of juice for me.
Being sick is bad enough in itself, but being sick and hoping that your gorgeous and wonderful boyfriend doesn't catch it from you is even WORSE. It will kill me if he starts to show these symptoms.
Because of this yuckness that I have, I missed work today and was sent home early yesterday because my boss told me that I looked like I just got hit by a mac truck. Sweet yeah, uh so, maybe I'll go. I came home to find myself so tired that I just passed out on the couch and the only thing that woke me up was one of our cats jumping on my head - love that. As I got up or shall we say "zombied my way off the futon" I walked into my room and just threw myself on my bed. I think I slept for another 4 hours. Finally I woke up to my alarm telling me a shower was in order and that I HAD to pick myself up, take something for my fever and get out of this bed, which I have no doubt was making me sicker. So I sat up, and there was knock at my door.
Britni peeked her head in and said Colin had called. I reached for my cell and saw that I had a couple of missed calls ~ I hate it when I miss his calls. 3:30?!? He must have gotten off early?!? I called him back and he said that the power went off at his restaurant...random. But then he told me about what the power outage had said to him. He told that it was like a reference to what we are without God. Like without God we would all shut down like his restaurant, be in complete darkness. And I loved that analogy ~ I wish he would write it down, because of what I just wrote is NOTHING compared to hearing him talk about it. I love how he notices details and actually thinks about the little things. He is so special.
Tonight was First Wednesday at our church. He runs sound for the Student Ministry and I go into the (what we call) The Big Room and attend regular service. Even though I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to stand , much less sing praise and worship, I wasn't going to miss church, I need church. I walked into the SM side and wanted just to see him before I made my way to the other side of the building.
I love when I see him across a room. It's one of the most calming feelings ever. He was wearing my favorite jeans of his, a dark red long sleeve shirt and his hair was crazy perfect. He walked over, gave me hug, and I love that I smell like him for the rest of the night. He never fails to compliment me, he told me he like my outfit and I told him I loved him. I can't tell him that enough. Tonight, even after all the tissue boxes, bottles of cough syrup and pills I can't pronounce, I'm feeling better. Is is possible that someone can be a prescription?!? My friend Britni says: "If Jesus were on myspace, he would be my number one." ~ Everytime I laugh. So here's my go at that. "If God had a pharmacy, Colin would be my prescription." I love him. I love him. I love him.
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