We do for others because we don't know how to do for ourselves. We do for others because we feel it is the only way to make up for the damage we feel our craziness is doing to society. We do for others because it makes us feel good when nothing else in the whole world does, not even pills. We stay quiet and sit in the corner because others seem so much more needy. We require so little, you and I. A fact which does not sit well with others who would label us as too much to handle. When in truth, all those such as us really need is a bit of understanding, a bit of reciprocation, maybe a touch on the cheek once in a while and a sly wink. The rest of the world is needy. I'd rather be crazy. ~~Aimee

Wednesday, 21 December 2011

Romancing A Crazy

The other day Jigger came home with the biggest shit eating grin on his face. "What have you done?" I asked because neither of us can truly keep secrets from the other. It's like we're each other's kryptonite and whatever one does the other instantly knows. He didn't say a word and just handed me a plastic shopping bag with something very hard inside. A bit skeptical I peeked inside and while I'm not really  a squeeing kinda person I think I did just a little. 

"Really?! Is this for me?!"
"Awwwwww thank you!!"

So what was in the bag? What makes a non squeeing gal go squee? Diamonds? Fur? Gold? Nope. This:

This isn't exact but it's close. He bought me a little tiny pot that's big enough to make about 2 cups of tea in and not much else. I've been complaining about how it's winter and freaking ass cold and I can't always make tea when I want. So he found a little pot for me to be able to make tea in our part of the house whenever I want. I am so seriously spoiled.


The Bipolar Diva said...

that's so sweet!

Haven said...

Aw that's absolutely adorable =)

Mynx said...

how wonderful, Shows how much he listens and loves to surprise you. Gifts like that are so special


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