Super tired today. Didn't sleep much this weekend at all.

Friday was a tough afternoon at work and I left VERY cranky. We were going to hang in that night but I asked the boyfriend if we could go out for a few drinks instead. On the way there he asked, "Do you want beer or ice cream?" I quickly yelled out "BEER!" So off to Chilli's we went.

They have a new, updated menu per our regular bartender. She talked me into the Presidente Margarita. SO yummy. I refilled my glass 4 times and enjoy all of them! Got a nice little buzz too.

I was still a little cranky and all day yesterday at mom's. I was going to be late if I went to the boyfriends, so I asked him to get me at my house for the movie last night, Killer Elite. He was foul last night. Took a "short cut" that went in a circle, then drove right past my house. After we left my house, I wasn't sure where he was going, so I asked him if he knew. He said he did... yeah, how to go the wrong way!

When we got to the end of a street he asked me which way. I said to where? LOL! Oh he was just foul! Took us FOREVER to get to the movies! Then he hit a horrible pothole and slammed his car into it. Nice. That was enough to push him over the edge. We finally made it to the movies and he was ok when we got there.

I was a little emotional last night. Not sure what set me off. Well, not true. I know what set me off, but I'm not sure why it was so easy for me to get there and get that upset. I was not happy last night.

He was in the other room, finishing adding the virus scan to his desktop computer. I had on the tv. He ended up getting up and going into the bedroom and didn't say anything. When I yelled out he didn't answer. I got up and walked to the bedroom, he was in bed, under the covers, seriously ready for bed. I was mad he didn't say anything when I was just waiting for him to come back out into the living room. Then he just wanted to go to sleep. I wasn't happy.

But after we talked, he was great. He can be so sweet to me, so kind. I know how much he cares. I know how great of a thing we have going. And he felt really bad that I was that upset about everything... still was apologizing this morning too.

Last night I ended up asking him when he knew that loved me. He said, "Oh a while ago." He said he waited to say anything because he wanted to make sure, but when I first told him, he had already known that he loved me. Funny, cuz I was SO nervous that night too! He said he knew about a month or so in and after I asked, he said the Cape pushed things along.

I told him I knew for sure when we were down the cape, and that it just took me that long to get up the nerve to say it to him. :)

But its funny now, knowing that. We were both feeling the same things at the same time. I was falling before the cape, but it was down there that I knew for sure. And it took me another month and a half to actually say it to him. And he knew all that time too, but didn't say it. I knew, just from how he would look at me and into my eyes, I knew that he did love me, even without words. But finally hearing it is great. Knowing he feels like that about me, knowing how happy he is with me and knowing that he thinks this is something great too... that's just really cool. I'm so glad I'm on the same page with him about this.

The Pats kickoff is at 4:15 today and I'm supposed to be at his house before 4. He's about 15-20 minutes from me, depending on lights and traffic. It is 3:20 and I'm in the Tshirt I wore home from his house this morning and haven't showered yet. not sure if I'll be at his house before 4! Guess I need to get my butt off the sofa and into the shower.

Poor guy was leaving at 9am this morning when I left his house, to go food shopping so he could cook football food for us today. Least I could do was get to his house for kickoff!

But I'm still a little grouchy. Well, not grouchy, but off. Cranky, foul, just off. I don't know. I'm not me. I napped today. It didn't help. I don't want to move. I don't want to get up and shower or do anything. I'm just off and kind of down and I don't know why. Things are great for me. I'm super happy with everything, especially my boyfriend and our relationship. So I'm not sure what is going on with me.

Unfortunately I think it was how my work week ended on Friday. Just started me off in bad spot that I haven't been able to shake all weekend. Plus last week I was just so tried all week and minus the napping today, I haven't really slept well at night over the weekend to catch up.

Ok, for real, time to get moving. I really don't want to miss kickoff!