Danny works at the Utah State Developmental Center with an apartment of guys that are mentally disabled. He loves those guys. I admire him for it because I'm a bad person that has always been a little nervous in those situations. But D, he is a natural because he has so much love in his heart for others.
Anyway, Danny takes the guys on a trip to the DI every week where the guys get a few dollars to buy something. And lately my sweetie has been hitting gold mines and bringing me the best presents ever. For example, a stack of books I have been wanting for a buck a piece. But a few days ago...he found Anne of Avonlea.
I am truly obsessed with Anne of Green Gables and Anne of Avonlea. I used to spend a lot of afternoons in my Nana's big, fluffy, white bed wrapped in one of her silk robes watching Anne. It's funny, I loved Anne but I think her attitude towards her red hair legitimately turned me off red hair. Whenever I played make believe with my friends I was always, always Diana (because she had "raven" hair that both Anne and I adored).
How funny it is now that I am married to a ginger that is every bit as red as Anne. (I guess if we have red headed kids I will have to consider if I should introduce them to Anne....but I probably will).
p.s. for those of you that read my last blog, the big "surprise" is a gift I bought for D that just arrived in the mail....just sayin'