a surprise…

So I had been preparing myself all week for a weekend without Brandon. He works in Miami during the week and was going to go hunting in the Everglades over the weekend. Of course I fought and fought for him to come home that weekend instead of wandering around aimlessly in the python infested waters of the Everglades. Much to my dismay, he decided that he would go anyway.

So Friday after I got home late from work, my friend Kyle and I went to dinner. (*Kyle’s a girl by the way..hahhaa!) We talked and talked for about 2 hours. I get to my car and I have 8 missed calls, all from Brandon. I call him back. He says that he’s sitting in his apartment in Miami, bored and planning his hunting trip for the next day. I was like “whatever.”

I get home, sit in my car a while, check facebook on my phone and then decide to come inside. I open the front door, Elvis greets me with his familiar bark and I look up and see Brandon standing in the middle of the den, holding a cheap bottle of wine (we love the cheap stuff) and roses. He scared the living you know what out of me. I was so shocked, surprised, speechless, tickled. It was hilarious, I couldn’t stop laughing. Apparently the hunting trip fell through earlier on in the week and he knew he was going to be coming home.

So needless to say, I had a good weekend.

I chopped his head off in this photo. He had been driving for 4 hours, had a terrible case of hat head and requested that I shoot from the neck down. :)