Today is our anniversary. And about 20 minutes ago, Tim (he’s off today) asked me with a sly grin if I had plans for dinner. Knowing where he might be going with this, I glanced at my menu and told him we’d be having pasta with Italian sausage and parsley. That’s when he told me I’d better check with Greg Hardesty about that.
So, instead of cooking tonight, I’ll be having this.
Good, husband. Seems like I made the right decision, nine years ago.