Sixteen and a half years of marriage, people.
Sixteen and a half.
The other day my dear husband, who is through-and-through an engineer (Eng-Gun-Eer for sweets), told me he thought we have the Perfect Marriage.
Now I have always been a mush, but this just about reduced me to less-than-mush. Would that be gruel? No. That's not it. (The lovey-doveyness of it all clearly reduced my vocabulary anyway.)
We had a nice Valentine's Day. The girls went all out and made homemade truffles. My EGE went all out and bought me a new apron from Etsy. It's red and sunshine yellow and flirty and just exactly right. I bought the EGE a trailer for his lawn tractor. It's red and utilitarian and just exactly right.
How was your Valentine's Day?
3 comments:
Awww.... precious and adorably loving! AND, if my vote counts... I think it's perfect too (which coming from EGE, "perfect" is well, WOW! I'm totally teary-eyed!)
Valentine's was nice!
Sounds perfect to me!
Kris
That apron is totally the deal sealer! Way to go EGE! :)
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