In trying to get a picture for today, I ended up chasing our pets around the house, snapping photos of them and yelling a lot because they don't sit still long enough for me to turn off the flash. Adam jumped in and got Penny to sit, with the assistance of some treats, which isn't what I wanted. I wanted candid shots. With animals, this is nearly impossible. Especially after the sun has gone down.
But we had fun, and Adam made dinner. It was a noodly concoction with the sauce he made this weekend and -- the most important component -- Texas toast. Shortly after four o'clock, Adam called to ask if I'd stop by the store to get some because it's so good. When I got home and asked him what he had for lunch, he said orange juice. No lunch = strange cravings in the afternoon = cute husband.
I'm hoping he'll take me for an ice cream cone tonight. We have a coupon and it's sixty degrees outside. Sounds like a plan to me.