Sorry ladies and gentlemen… I know you all think you have the best boyfriend/girlfriend, fiance, hubbie/wifey, lover, pookie, sweetheart (or whatever you prefer to call him/her) ever… but I’m here to tell you that you’re wrong.
You know why? Because I do. My husband rocks. I win. I’m just sayin’. 🙂
I came home from work yesterday (after calling James mid-afternoon from the office job in near tears because I was feeling all stressed/irritated/emotional/on the verge of an anxiety attack) to find a totally clean house and this…
… my hubs running a hot bath for me with candles lit and a (very full) glass of wine poured.
I win. 🙂
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(Don’t get all defensive now… I’m sure you’re significant other is fabulous! I was only kidding… kind of… ;))
(Don’t get all defensive now… I’m sure you’re significant other is fabulous! I was only kidding… kind of… ;))
