That’s why I married him
So yesterday evening was kind of trying – a combination of 1) Taco hasn’t been sleeping well, 2) I chose a random Wednesday to cook a labor-intensive three-course meal, and 3) I’ve been doing yoga in the mornings. So I was fairly exhausted by the time I got her to go to sleep. I just lay down in bed with a book and tried to relax, and mentioned that I was hungry. And you know what J did? He brought me one of the big fat peanut-butter cookies I’d baked earlier that day.
But not just any cookie. First, he warmed the cookie. Then he melted chocolate and drizzled it all over the top. Then he went outside and picked a flower and put it on the plate and brought it all up to where I lolled in pajama-clad sloth.
So sweet – and I don’t mean just the cookie. 
May 28th, 2009 at 11:26 am
So he made a mess with chocolate, vandalized the garden, and brought a cookie you made? Time to raise your standards.
May 28th, 2009 at 3:02 pm
Well, interesting perspective, but I think I’ll take what I can get.
May 28th, 2009 at 10:07 pm
yay for Josh!!!