Night 2 of 3
It's been a while since I've been able to blog here and that's really doing a disservice to the wonderful provider of my nightly meals, my hubby.
Let's start with last night. It was an unusual night for me to work, and a work day for my hubby, so it made his job that much more challenging. Though he couldn't make the meal himself, he took much care in making sure it was something I would like, and even put milk money in my lunch bag for me. "What was it he got for me?", you ask. A delicious sandwich from Subway, two cookies, chips, and the milk money. I shared the chips and cookies with co-workers who again marveled at how spoiled I am.
Tonight was another homemade specialty dinner. I had ribs (I believe they'd be called shortribs), a salad (I missed the crumbled cheese I've become accustomed to), fruit cocktail, and not one, but two chocolate milks (they were small.)
I can't wait to see what I get tomorrow night. Whatever it is I'm sure it will be good, and it will make my night at work much better.
Let's start with last night. It was an unusual night for me to work, and a work day for my hubby, so it made his job that much more challenging. Though he couldn't make the meal himself, he took much care in making sure it was something I would like, and even put milk money in my lunch bag for me. "What was it he got for me?", you ask. A delicious sandwich from Subway, two cookies, chips, and the milk money. I shared the chips and cookies with co-workers who again marveled at how spoiled I am.
Tonight was another homemade specialty dinner. I had ribs (I believe they'd be called shortribs), a salad (I missed the crumbled cheese I've become accustomed to), fruit cocktail, and not one, but two chocolate milks (they were small.)
I can't wait to see what I get tomorrow night. Whatever it is I'm sure it will be good, and it will make my night at work much better.