Sunday, January 11, 2009

Happiness Is . . .

. . . being married to a guy who will brave Costco on a Saturday, with your list and coupons, doesn't forget a thing, and even doubles back to find some items!! All so you can be home with your feet up.

2 comments:

Chelle said...

Doesn't get much better than that...happiness is a husband who washes the dishes and straightens the living room while you finish your sub plans even though tomorrow is *his* surgery. Glad you like the prototype card...let me know when you're doing them and if I can swing it I'll come help!

EllieRichellie said...

Wow. I mean. . .WOW. G doesn't know where the grocery store is, and when he stumbles upon it he usually only makes it out with Gatorade, english muffins, and whatever shape of chicken nuggets Tyson is making this season.

Funny thing: that's what makes me happy. Marriage is a wierd world, isn't it?