Can I get an amen on that?!?!?! Why don't more husbands understand that they never look sexier than when they are doing dishes or cleaning the toilet???? Sigh.
Made homemade biscuits, gravy, and sausage for supper last night. Will called me while I was putting the last few biscuits in the pan and the pan in the oven. I told him was I was doing, he said he would be home in a little bit. At 9 I put everything up and went to bed. He comes in who knows what time later with a flashlight b/c the electricity had gone out. Guess where the flashlight went? Yep. Right in my eyes—to see if I was asleep. Lord love him, some day I will kill him and tell God he died. I am a night owl so, when I go to bed at 9, you know I am tired or sick (or both!). Normal people don't mess with me. The he has the nerve to ask me what's for supper and why am I already in the bed!!! This morning I took my homemade biscuits and gravy and sausage to my Dad's house and we had breakfast together. It was nice.
This is what my confederate rose looked like the week after Ike. It still looks gorgeous but now has many more blooms and many less buds. I am just thrilled it survived me!!!
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