I love K very much.
Last night he bought me the very best Pepperidge Farm cookies ever, the Chantilly ones.
Then about fifteen minutes later when he was about to leave, he realized with a gasp that I just started Weight Watchers and maybe a bag of scrumptious cookies wasn't the best thing to get me.
But it is fantastic because those cookies are so freaking delicious, I mentioned it offhand, I haven't had them in YEARS and it was such a delight for him to get them for me.
I'm working on being able to explain to him what I need from him because my needs aren't as tangible as his are.
What it really comes down to is I need him to surprise me with cookies or a phone call or by just showing up.
So far, so good.