So, it's a dreary day in the Hudson Valley - the kind that Grey's Anatomy were made for. So, to cheer you (or me) up, here's a funny story.
Last night, BF and I finally got time to sit around and relax, just the two of us. First time in probably close to two weeks. Somehow, the topic of getting a puppy came up. I've been planning (per the landlord's approval) to get him one for his birthday (6/28). After ten minutes of guessing and asking questions, he figured my plan out. He sat on the couch, blushing, and going "and I don't get to pick it out!? And I don't know what's it's going to look like exactly!?" and I couldn't help but blurt out "and you don't know exactly when it's happening either! Welcome to my life". With a big grin on my face, of course. He looked at me and went "OHHHH. I GET IT."
Just thought I'd share.