Sweetest Thing

I'm not usually all mushy and stuff, but I have to tell this. I told Andrew a few weeks ago that I missed painting (pictures)but I was upset b/c I had no where to do it. All my paints and stuff were still at my parents house, but the places where I used to paint there are too cluttered and there was no where in our apt that i could put all my stuff and paint where i wouldn't ruin furniture and stuff. So Friday i came home from work and in the corner of our living room, Andrew had moved the armchair and put in it's place a dropcloth, an easel w/ canvas, all my paints and brushs arranged in a basket and a stool w/ a dozen roses sitting on it. I almost cried. It was seriously one of the nicest & best things anyone has ever done for me.