Mini Fridge, permanent marker, and an ex boyfriend who used to jump naked on his bed pretending to be a chimpanzee....

I opened my old mini-fridge today, for the first time in over a year, and found quite the surprise. There was a love-note, from Pete, in freakin permanent marker, ALL over the inside of the fridge. He's insane. He had written quotes, song lyrics, and the names of our "children" (Walter - our son, embodied in a neon blue mini stuffed bunny; Jenny - the 'lost' daughter we could never find; Francios - my plant; and Rhett). He also wrote a note to me: "Everytime you open this I want you to think of Cedar Point and eating ice cream with me afterwards. Good time, great year, fucking amazing girl. Love, Boy."
I miss that, I miss flying off to Mexico on a whim and stealing from Whole Foods and sating a guy who loves and laughs at life and showers me in the most over-the-top, obnoxious sorts of love and who isn't afraid to take permanent marker to the inside of a fridge.