when you own husband doesn't even read your blog! Yes, he cooked me a fabulous dinner last night, and snuggled with me while watching West Wing, and admired my abs when his hand rested on my stomach while snuggling, and encouraged me to get a chocolate malt (!) at the coffeeshop, and listen to me blab on and on at the coffeeshop because my book wasn't very good....
But he does not read my blog! So hee hee... it's like a guilt trip in advance... when he finally gets around to reading, he'll just find this and feel bad! Heh heh heh.
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