I was half-asleep on the couch last night when I realized Hey, am I supposed to buy Mr. W something for our 1-year anniversary? Oh well. I didn’t. That’s how casual our relationship is, I suppose.

Except that when I came over tonight, there were something like 2 dozen long-stemmed red roses in a large bell vase waiting for me. The vase was even wearing a red skirt that read, “I LOVE YOU!”

I suck.