'Twas the night before. Pretty quiet in my house. Cinnamon buns are made for tomorrow.
Tuesday, December 24, 2019
The dog is snuggled on couch pillows. I'm enjoying some quiet Christmas music and red wine.
DH is out doing what he does best. 11'th hour shopping.
Any year, any holiday.
I'm used to it but it still annoys me. Guaranteed he'll come home and relate stories of how he fought over the last decent card and exclaim how there was nothing to choose. I may or may not get a gift as in his words "you stopped me in my tracks saying you wanted no more jewelry."
Valentines day? Probably nothing as he'll say he meant to do it.
Birthday? More often than not, not!
He is generous to a fault. If say I want something, it's mine. Never thinks to stop me when I shop.
He's just not THAT kind of guy.
Here for WATERMELLEN