I made some absolutely awesome arroz con pollo for my beloved today; and it made him so happy. I'm learning to make mofongo but am not sure my skills are up to par yet. His grandma made some excellent mofongo and I technically have her recipe but Puerto Rican food is some of his favorite to eat and I don't want to mess it up. The arroz con pollo took about 2 hours to make and went perfectly so I should be able to make the mofongo work, I'm just a bit nervous. He's kind of proud of his culture and heritage and as his wife I want to be able to be a part of that and making Puerto Rican food is part of it. Plus, it was delicious the way it was made in San Juan. I wore the above pictured shoes to dinner on our anniversary and while I love them my feet reminded me that they're not the best walking shoes. I found these at a thrift store about 10 years ago and they were my first par of Demonia shoes. I couldn't believe my luck; such beautiful shoes for $15. We're going to see The Birthday Massacre next month and I absolutely can't wait; I hesitate to ask what the tickets cost, as I know going to shows can be expensive anymore. Again, I'm not going to refuse his love and generosity but I hope he didn't blow an entire paycheck just to make me happy; he knows damn well he doesn't have to do that. After dinner we went stargazing again, because it's so peaceful and romantic out there, just us and the big beautiful sky. We sat there in my car(his truck wasn't quite nice enough to go to the restaurant we were eating at) and watched the stars for a couple of hours . That was one of the best nights I've had in a long time; he pulled me into his arms and held me saying " No matter how stressed, exhausted, or unhappy I am you make me feel better every time. I hope you know how much better my life is since you came into it. I love you so much." This man. 🥰😍🥰😍🥰😍 I stayed in his arms like that until we went home, and the next morning the disgusting portion of this entry began. The police called me and said they had interviewed Dennis, trying to figure out why he did what he did. His answer was " She's hot; and I want her. I couldn't help myself. That pathetic loser she's fucking doesn't deserve her. Ask him, he probably knows. " I apologize for that but it's what he said. Apparently he figured out where I lived and followed me when I moved in with Gabe. It creeps me out beyond words to know he was outside both places; how did I not notice?!?! They asked if I want to press charges and obviously I said yes. I got a restraining order against him as well and don't know what else to do. I love where we love now but as thinking of putting in a security system. I don't want to do that but honestly think it's a good idea. It also makes me wonder if he was in our house while we were gone and that's why the sugar scrub and bath sponge just disappeared from our bathroom. Could he have picked the locks? Is he that much of a freak that he would steal things like that? God, I don't want to think about that right now. That's enough for now.
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