Monday, January 4, 2010

Happiness is...

...when my husband comes home.

I came home early from our Christmas vacation b/c I had to work, and my husband stayed behind to spend a few more days with his family. But today he rejoined me, I drove into the garage and he was there acting crazy. He wanted me to stop the car halfway in the garage so he could put new windshield wipers on. I was so confused, but he said, you said you needed some new ones right? Yes, that's true, but I never would've thought he would be doing that right now. It was a bit random, but that is the type of person my husband is. You never know when he will feel like completing the "honeydew" list, but when he does, don't try to stop him.

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