Love is . . . .
when the father of your children
brings you flowers for Mother’s Day!
He sure has my number!
Although I truly love all flowers, the iris is a particular favorite . . . and then there’s the fact that it’s purple! 😉
As you can see, the bouquet is just beginning to open so I’ll be smiling for the next few days.
Hugs,
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 . . .
… 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?
Almost 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!”
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? 😉
