B.S.

I just wanted to share a sweet moment that happened the other night while I was out to dinner with my sweetheart. 

Ben had a gift card that was burning a hole in my pocket so we decided to treat ou'selves (Parks & Rec. fans fo' life) and head to Olive Garden for a rare off-campus meal. I was most looking forward to the breadsticks; I actually eat them for my meal! As soon as the basket arrived, I dove right in and began cutting my breadstick into 4 thin pieces, just like my mom always used to do for me when we would eat at Olive Garden. Now, Ben had been teasing me about my little quirks all day and this particular one put him over the edge. He just sat there eating his soup and cracking up at me meticulously slicing up my breadsticks. I typically don't get offended when he makes fun of me, but since he had been doing it all throughout the day, I felt a little silly about my (apparently) odd habit. I tried not to let it dampen my mood, because I knew he wasn't doing it spitefully. But then he went and took the last breadstick without even offering to share! I became even more upset (obviously!), but I just kept eating and tried to not let it get to me. The next thing I knew, a plate of 4 perfectly cut breadstick slivers was on the table in front of me! Ben smiled at me and said "I accept you for who you are."

I am so lucky to have a man who treats me the way Ben does. That simple act reminded me of several Decembers ago when I was first falling in love with him. Even after 2 years together, he still makes me blush. He is the most wonderful part of my day.

Now I'm going to go eat my leftovers!