He later relayed to me what happened when he got home. He got home and went to grab his fishing gear and it was all gone. This concerned him and he thought someone had broken into his apartment and taken it. (I hadn't considered that in my scheme, but it made it so much better!) Then he noticed his bedroom door was shut so he thought that someone might still be in the apartment! He tiptoed to his bedroom door and then, when he was ready, he burst through the door into the room ready to attack if necessary. Imagine his surprise when he burst through that door and 200 balloons scattered and flew all around him!! I still laugh outloud picturing that taking place.
Now, 14 years later, he's still my fella. Only, I think that was the last time he went fishing on a special day instead of spending it with me when he could.
"I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine..."
Song of Solomon 6:3