A few items of marital bliss I’m thankful for:
The hubby made Apple-tinis last night, although I still heart the Key Lime Martinis the best.
He has either cooked or picked up dinner EVERY. NIGHT. THIS. WEEK. Just typing that turns me on.
He took Caitlin to the greenway so she could ride her bike last night even thought he is feeling under the weather and would rather be home in his recliner watching one of the shows he likes which is inevitably an offshot of Law & Order, of which I had no idea there were 229 varieties (like Law & Order: Parents of Toddlers who go Nutty or Law & Order: What Happens When Perfectly Sane People Have Children who Act Demonic at WalMart).
I’m also thankful that I rarely get sick, because I woke up feeling like I have “the funk” that has been going around our house. And by funk, I do not mean bein’ funky (as in jammin’ out like a big old dork to Nelly while I unload the dishwasher listening to tunes on my new iPod and singing off key.)
SO TGIT because Thursday is the new Friday for me since I quit working on Fridays last year.