Weekend Love Note!

As some of you may or may not know I am completely and totally "domesticated spazstic"

I really feel bad for Bubs, I am the worse "house Girlfriend" ever.

I can't cook, can't sew, and get my behind kicked in "Call of Duty" all the time. My little "Call of Duty" man just runs around in circles, gets stuck in corners and gets shot at from every which direction.

I just try to look super cute all the time and hope he pays attention to that and not to the fact that I totally burnt his popcorn (again).

BUT the one thing I can do is make a mean sandwich.

Lately I've been packing lunches for Bubs to bring to work. As a joke I was throwing little "love notes" in there so that when he would open up his lunch in front of all his big bad ass "air force buds" they would see a little note from his little lady.

Bub dug my notes. Which made me feel good.

I told Bub the other day "Ya know, at least you GET notes in your lunch! I don't get any from you!"

So the other morning I woke up to this

Yeah I might have accidentally crushed the "V" when trying to dig out my contact lenses from the cabinet but you get the gist.

Oh Bubs, I love you.

PS-still time to nab this giveaway from Weekend Vintage!