He was probably trying to look up my skirt whilst I was bent over puking, but its the thought that counts....and yeah, being a car chick - there was noooo way I was chundering in his car.
He txt me this morning and asked how I was feeling, (empty contents of stomach, some milk and some imodium and I feel right as rain), then he asked me n the boys to a picnic in the park .... ticking.boxes.so.far.
Oh and the really really cool part - he wears a gun AND a uniform for work
