A while ago, hubby and I were hanging in the kitchen, waiting for water to boil for some diner concoction. We had virgin pineapple margaritas in hand, were talking about the day, and having fun. I leaned against the counter for support from laughter, and heard a faint...Click.
It was soft and barely noticeable.
And it probably wouldn't have been noticed, but considering we had this conversation a few days prior, silence fell over the kitchen. Tom and I looked at each other then at the dishwasher below the counter I just leaned against.
Smiles grew, and laughter brewed.
Yup, seems as though the culprit was me.
Lesson learned.
1 comment:
Oh please please please tell me he did the big head-swaggling eye-roll!
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