From Worst Day to Best Day

After hours of torture (not literal) at immigration, picking up the cat, driving home and racing the kids to bed, Callie and I were finally able to have the wonderful romantic birthday dinner she'd been planning for ages (since we weren't able to spend my real birthday together).

Callie set me up on the sofa with Netflix, and made me stay out of the kitchen/dining room while she set up.  (On Valentine's Day I accidentally ruined the surprise of the beautiful set-up she did for dinner, by trying to tidy up after the kids and walking into the dining room without thinking!) She put on a song I love (she'd made a playlist for me!) and invited me into the dining room.  I walked into something truly beautiful - candles, champagne (Callie doesn't drink it...or like it...but I'd said we needed a bottle on the night we met because it's for celebrating), and pizza with heart-shaped pepperonis she'd cut out herself.   It was so amazing, she completely turned my day around.

We sat down to our beautiful candlelight dinner, where I proceeded to talk. And talk and talk and talk. (She told me later I never shut up the whole time and she was worried I never would!) After dinner, she brought out my birthday cake, with candles spelling "I love you Mel" and I made a wish for...well, I guess I shouldn't say what I wished for -- but I will say, I'm definitely on my way to having it. :)

Callie opened the champagne and made a toast to us. She had a sip and made a face, so I told her she didn't have to drink it.  I said I would finish the rest later while we were sitting on the sofa and she massaged my feet.  Then I felt bad because she doesn't like to give massages, and said she didn't have to.  Callie said "I'll give you a massage baby, if you do one thing for me."  I responded with "Oh yeah, what's that?" (and luckily refrained from making an orgasm joke).  Callie brought out a ring box and said "Will you marry me?"

After screeching and and covering my mouth in amazement and nodding furiously and shaking my hands around in excitement like a crazy person, I said gave the only answer I could possibly give - YES!

Suddenly the worst day ever became the absolute best day of my life so far.  And here I'd thought the heart-shaped pepperoni was special!

(And I should add, in reference to my previous blog "99% Happy For Them" we have 104 likes on facebook!)

My Day in Airport Jail

As you probably know, I've been looking forward to coming back to the UK for months.  To be back with Callie, to spend time together as a family...just us, really and truly together as a family for the first time. With no stress over the fact that she's married, no being awkward around her husband. Just together, in love, committed and monogamous lesbians.

So this is the story of my return to the country.  Not quite the romantic reunion I was hoping for.