Hey! It’s Christmas Eve.
Spent the morning driving to S.O.’s — an hour and half away. I forgot how much this drive sucked.
Naps and snuggles ensued.
S.O.’s mom found out I was staying with him. She told him to use protection if we have sex.
He’s 31 and we’ve been dating for six and a half years — she should be more worried if we weren’t having sex.
We braved Target for some benadryl –I’m allergic to his house and wont sleep without it.
Found a sit down resturaunt that wasn’t Waffle House or Dennys and had a good meal.
Now, it’s Deadpool and last minute Christmas wrapping.
A good day.