Red-Handed Jill

This is what Chris did for me at Pf Changs. They don’t usually do anything for your birthday so Chris surprised me with those candles, they are even red, it was so sweet! Happy 18th birthday to me. I love you Christopher.

Christopher and I have a really interesting relationship. I talk to him about all of my girly issues - and pretty much everything else, I take him shopping with me, he kicks my ass in Mario party, I make him pretend our stuffed Penguins and Giraffes are my babies - he goes along with it - and we talk to them (Today for example, we were both driving on I-85, I was headed to Thomasville to go to work, and he was heading back to Greensboro, as I’m about to get off on my exit, I look over at him driving, and he’s holding up Topper (our penguin pillow pet) with one hand, making him wave goodbye. I teared up, because it was just the cutest thing.), we love to eat and get food - I always force him to try new things - usually against his will, we lay in bed and talk a lot - and we always listen to the same playlist (his sleep playlist), we talk about our future together - as if we really have it set all out - which it would be cool if we did, we argue about really stupid stuff - and I always call him a poophead, he takes care of me when I’m sick - even if that means him not getting to go out with friends like he wants, he watched episodes of Grey’s Anatomy with me, we watch chick-flicks and cry together, we enjoy anything involving animals and frequently spend hours at a time looking at funny animal videos on youtube, we are so open and comfortable with each other (to that point that when I’m scared from watching a scary movie, I make him take me to the bathroom, and guard it, as the door is slightly cracked so I can hear him and talk to him so I’m not scared.), he lets me draw all over him with markers - I do it a lot, we have junk food nights, we sing Katy Perry in the car together, we play Paddidle constantly - I’m currently losing, he doesn’t mind that my very red hair stains his white sheets and pillow cases, I support him in all his musical endeavors, and I try to be at every show, he’s always trying to find something cute to surprise me with and I’m always trying to sneak my way into buying him things - Like the Gideon sweater, I scratch his head and he gives me back massages, he helps me cleans my friends apartments whenever I help house sit, he helps me wrap my head in plastic wrap so I can preserve my red hair and not wash all the hair dye out, he taught me how to ride a bike, and we always adventure. He’s the greatest thing since sliced bread, and I’m so happy I have him in my life. I’m so happy he helps get me focused on school, so we can have a happy, stable future. I’m happy that he’s also my very best friend, and we can do the silliest things together and have the best time. I’m happy he doesn’t mind that my room isn’t the cleanest, even though I clean him, often. I’m happy he handles my mood swings, and I’m just so happy with him. I can’t wait for my birthday weekend, I don’t care if it’s not going to be how I planned, I’m happy to roadtrip with him and his band-mates to Raleigh to watch him play, it’s really just another birthday present. I love watching him play. Plus I’m dragging him to museums. I can’t wait for his birthday, for Spring Break - so we can go to Florida - He’s taking me to Harry Potter land, California - I keep having dreams of Disneyland, the beach with his family, lake days, and more adventures. I can’t wait for what our relationship has in store for us. And I just can’t wait to be with him more. I love you so much Christopher Neil Johnson. It feels like a lifetime already.

I love him so much.

I just love this picture of us so much, I have to post it twice. Thanks jerbear!