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.
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hahahah. . .they are so cute. :) i can never get good shots of my dogs. . . forget candid. i can't even get them to sit still long enough.
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