True Love

Craig and I went camping in the California Redwoods last summer. I had really bad diarrhea that whole weekend. I'd have pooh attacks around 2am, sometimes twice in the middle of the night.

I kept waking him up to go to the bathroom with me because I was scared to go alone in the dark and afraid of the bears. He would wakeup without any complaints and wait for me outside the bathroom. He just thinks it was funny.

Definitely a sign he loves me a lot. He's a keeper.

This is not the California that you envision when someone says 'California'