Something Good . . .


Remember in The Sound of Music when Maria and the Captain finally verbalize their love for each other?

Maria begins to sing Something Good, a song that expresses how lucky she feels that everything is falling into place. She decides that it has happened because . . .

gclef… somewhere in my youth or childhood, I must have done something good.

I have a similar sentiment when I think about how lucky I am to have Sir Beads-A-Lot in my life!

Somewhere along the line, I also must have done something good.

May I present Exhibit A?


Doesn’t it look delicious?

kitchenutensilsAlmost every weekend, either on Saturday or Sunday, he makes omelettes for our breakfast. He truly is the omelette king. I don’t even try to compete with the light fluffy perfection that he creates with eggs, cheese, and a few other assorted ingredients.

The photo above was taken last weekend. As soon as he flipped the omelette onto my plate, it looked so perfect that I said:

“I must have a picture of this!”

spatula He just laughed.

“No, I mean it!” I said as I dashed off to get the camera.

I can testify that it was every bit as good as it looks!

By the way . . .

Am I the only one who’s hungry, now? 😉



Something Good . . . — 4 Comments

  1. Funny, but I bet every woman that has a guy like ours has an item they cook for us. Terry’s is grilled cheese sandwiches.

    But my grandkids have their picks too. Ky loves his scrambled egges. Corey is with me on grilled cheese.

  2. The Sound of Music is a favorite of mine and yes I am hungry now. Can I get an omlet to go? 🙂

  3. That man is a keeper!
    We could eat omelets every day at our house. Of course that would be too many eggs in a week.

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