There are just so many things great that my boyfriend has done for me, and he deserves to be in the spotlight for a few minutes:

That Christmas dinner you made was special. Not because we both forgot sides, so all we had was chicken and some deliciously salty gravy. It was special because we stood there picking at the chicken like hyenas eating at the carcass of an elephant while dipping our meat into the gravy - laughing. It was wonderful because, after we filled our bellies to the point of near explosion, we crawled into bed and slept until the alarm would not shut up - until work screamed for me to return.

This Christmas was the most amazing I have ever had. Not because of the presents, although I definitely enjoy those. It was amazing because it consisted of grand waffle eating around some coffee with my parents. And then it allowed me some alone time before I had to shuffle off to work for an extra long shift.

The day after Christmas was wonderful. I didn't spend it with my family, but with you (after work of course). We had an amazing time after devouring some Taco Bell. We cuddled and talked and just could not stop laughing. Of course that is normal, I almost always have a smile on my face when I am with you.

The Saturday after Christmas was perfect. Once we stepped into Bowl America and you got a strike on your first bowl using your left hand because you broke your thumb, I knew that we were going to have a great time. Of course, I may have known that before I ever picked you up, but that is besides the point. I'm still upset that you got two strikes, and I got none while using a perfectly non broken right hand, but that is okay. Obviously, you are way better at bowling than me. Regardless, I could not stop smiling because you just made my day light up like a christmas tree the day after Thanksgiving.

Any day I spend with you is astounding. I smile so hard sometimes I fear that my face may become stuck like that forever, then I realize that that is an irrational fear so I just go back to smiling as hard as I possibly can. You just make me happy, and on-top of that you are hilarious. You and I have similar senses of humor, so there are only dull moments when we are sleeping. Those are not even really dull, just quiet once you block out my outrageous snoring.

Not only do you make me happy, but you make me feel butterflies. Even though we have been together for a couple years and I feel almost completely comfortable around, you every time I go and see you I get butterflies like crazy just like when you asked me out, the first time you kissed me, and when I met your family for the first time. The fact that you have such an effect on me makes me fee like we are meant to be, and I love you and your goofiness so much. You mean everything to me.