"On the plains of Oklahoma, with a windshield sunset in your eyes like a watercolor painted sky, you'd think heavens doors have opened."
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Saturday, May 24, 2008

OK, so I've already posted today but...

This morning, husband walked up with a spiral notebook and announced that, “If I die, everything you need to know about the new house is here. I’ve written down all the workmen, their numbers, etc.”

I am used to these sorts of pronouncements.

“Any love notes in there?” I asked him.

He looked at me in exasperation.

“THE WHOLE THING IS A LOVE NOTE!”

Pretty much sums it up, doesn’t it?

4 comments:

Stephanie said...

Ahhh, he speaks the same "love language" as my husband--acts of service.

Nancy said...

Maybe he's not a romantic in the accepted sense of the word, but it's preety obvious he loves you! Definately a keeper!

Jacquie said...

Ditto to Stephanie's comment. A good man.

Mary said...

How sweet! You guys may not speak the same love language, but isnt is great to know you don't have to?