Today's Letters: Dear Mr. Loerke, often times I'm tempted to settle for a good marriage instead of striving for a great one. Thank you for constantly inspiring me to work towards the latter. Dear Papa, yesterday you sent me a DVD of a 340 mile kayak race you want Twinner and I to enter next year. Sign me up as long as they give out spirit points for capsizing. Dear Tour de Goatneck, t-minus 3 days. I'm committed to improving this love-hate relationship we have. Dear Husband, reason #979 why I love Thee: when working overnight shifts at the hospital you leave me Woobie art shaped like food. Thanks for being so sensitive to my late night eating. Over and out.
3 comments:
yum!!
pretzels in bed? almost as good as chocolate. hope you and jason are doing well! xoxo
my husband used to work the afternoon/evening shift, so I'd be asleep once he got home from work and, though we often talked once he crawled into bed, I was mostly OUT and just woke him up in the mornings for a chat. (Okay, HELLO LONG BACK STORY. SEEMS I AM GOOD AT YOU.)
One night I was laying in bed reading and eating tortilla chips. He asked me that next morning if I was eating chips in bed:
Tim: so, did you read and eat chips waiting for me to come home last night?
me: (incredulous) NO! Why? (big disney eye blink, blink)
Tim: (places a WHOLE CHIP from under the covers on my belly) Oh. Okay.
;) I LOVE LATE NIGHT SNACKS! It's my biggest downfall!
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