I really do love my life

despite all the shit I have to deal with....liiiiike:

*the people who think it's a really good idea to booty dance/scream/laugh loudly/run up and down my hallway at one or two in the morning.
*all the damn assignments I have.
*the lack of cool people to hang out with.
*the fact that my fiance is in another state.

I really do enjoy my days in class (most days) and at work (minus a few of the kids). I get to come home to my comfy room, get on my laptop and relax all night. It's quite nice. I get to call my honey and visit with him about what's going on in our lives while we're apart, and it's just so much easier than when he was in boot camp. I get to tell him stuff right away instead of writing it to him in letters.
Last night, I was telling him that I was going to order the flower petals. Here's our convo:
Him: Won't they die before June?
Me: SILK petals, honey. Much easier, much cheaper.
Him: Ohhhhh. Are you going to get all silk flowers?
Me: probably. Real flower bouquets are very expensive.
Him: What about your bouquet? You're getting silk for that too?
Me: Yeah.
Him: You should get a real one. It's your special day. Don't worry about the cost.
Me: Really?
Him: Yeah. You should be able to do that.

Isn't that just the sweetest? I mean, he just keeps saying stuff that makes me giddy. I know he knows that I want it to be the most special day but will cut costs even if it means I don't get something. He WANTS me to have everything I want. It's pretty cute.

He loves me.