D makes fun of me for checking my email so often and as a result, I've tried to limit myself to the number of times I check it when I'm with him. Especially on the weekend, because that's generally our time. I mean, my job isn't important enough that I have to answer emails on the weekends or anything and I don't get that many emails anyway. What could happen? Last night at about 10pm I couldn't stand it anymore, and I crept away to his room to check my email. I'd gotten an email from Michelle of Honest and Truly telling me I'd won her LOFT giftcard contest! BUT she hadn't heard from me yet (since I hadn't been checking my email all weekend) and was going to pick another winner by 6pm if I didn't get back to her. It was 10pm. I almost cried. I sent her an email anyway, explaining that I'd been on a plane all day and such, but I was pretty convinced that she'd already picked someone else to be the recipient of $200 worth of cute new clothes from LOFT (I'm kind of doom and gloom about things like that, figuring why set myself up for disappointment). Sniff. Then D came in and started joking with me about checking my email. I told him what had happened and that I never win ANYTHING and how I really WANTED new clothes from LOFT and that DAMMIT if I'd just checked my email sooner this wouldn't have happened. He felt so. bad. for giving me crap about it. Instead of calling me a baby, he let me crawl onto his lap and he stroked my hair and said "I'll take you to LOFT this weekend and get you something pretty. Will that make you feel better?" He's a keeper.
And then this morning I got an email from Michelle and she hadn't picked a new winner yet and I was still the winner! Wooo $200 giftcard to LOFT!
