Mr. is a dear.
Really.
Just yesterday he was urging me to get out the door,
so I would make it to the post office
before it closed.
I was dressed,
wearing slippers...
sans socks.
And...
my freshly painted nails were still wet.
So, Mr. kindly offered to put my feet into socks
and save the day
by preserving my manicure.
Yay!
This is what it sounds like:
Mrs: Here are my socks.
Mr: Give me your hoof.
Mrs: I love you too, Sweetie Pie.
And that, my friends,
is everyday romance
in the vibrant household.
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