Going back.

On Tuesday, I had to work late with a family in Bristol. On my way home accompanied by hunger, a full bladder, & a long day behind me. I got on 95, then route 1 & was near our Bala Cynwood office. I decided since Mark was working on the house, I would pick up dinner at Chipole. I called him in the bathroom (since I had to go so bad) to ask what he wanted. After a few minutes and deciding whether to get something or not, Mark said to just come home to eat leftovers. At this point, I was more hungry and now annoyed I wouldn't be eating Mexican. But I also knew, it was best. He always knows best. As I was flushing the toilet & closing my phone it fell into the toilet. So, as fast as I possibly could move, I reached into the toilet and fished out my phone. I felt like Bear Grylls. Then, ran it under the water, in the sink, called Mark to tell him & couldn't hear. When I got home, we put my phone into a bag of rice & it worked great by the next morning. I wasn't really bothered it fell into a public toilet but it was just my luck.

The same night, I came home & there was a note on the door. It said, "There is a present inside. You must follow the clues & you have to kiss me first." So I walked in, on a mission, & gave him a kiss. He said, "wait", then turned around, put a clue in his mouth and after going up and down the steps about 20 times & even out to the car, the clues lead me to poka dot plates he bought me. It was so wonderful to come home from a long day of work & dropping my phone into a toilet, to so much love, fun & surprises.

Never a dull moment.