A conversation I had with my beloved today.
King: Going slummin' today?
Queen: What?
King: You're wearing store-bought socks, instead of your $100 hand-knit ones.
Queen: Oh, yeah, guess I am slummin'. {grinning}
. . . Pausing mid-grin, "Wait, you mean the cost of all the time it takes to make socks right?"
{worried that he might be making a veiled reference to the cost of her sock-yarn-habit, and forcing her to explain that you really can't put a cost on one's sanity.}
King: Yep.
Queen (thinking): He loves me.
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Not often you meet (or marry) a guy who understands addictions so well. :)
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