In Case I Forget

I'm pretty good at remembering when Doug does something to irritate me, but not so good at remembering how great he can be.

We had an incredible morning, let's just say I'm tension-free today. Was it the restaurant last night? Probably not, we're regulars and I don't think we ordered anything new, although we did have a different sushi chef (hmmm ...); maybe it was the tea he bought at the Japanese market, I think I'll find out what it was and buy him a case of it.

Then (funny how they're like this) he made everyone veggie omelets for breakfast ... and this was all WITH a little league game at 9:00am. Then he volunteered to go to Costco (no really, he volunteered), and now he's watching the boys "to give me time to relax."

The planets must be aligned exactly in my favor ... or something. I wouldn't complain one bit if the rest of the weekend was like this. So if you bump into me and I'm smiling and even humming, I guess you'll know why.