The other day I was lazing away in the bed and Larry offered to get me a coffee. Which is nice in itself...it was cold in the house and I wasn't fully awake yet. It took him a few minutes to return. Now, you have to realize I am a wussy coffee drinker. None of that unblemished black stuff for me. I have to have it caramel in color and sickeningly sweet with sugar. You could give my coffee to a 2 year old if it had less sugar in it. I usually use a powdered creamer, not because I like it particularly, but because cream and milk make the coffee barely warm. I want it hot and creamy and sweet! So Larry, the ever so thoughtful man that he is...has brought me this great cup of coffee. And what took him so long? He was heating milk for my coffee so it would be the way I like it!
Some people listen and some people don't.
Some people listen and some people don't.
8 comments:
Keep him!
Awww, how sweet! :)
Cindy
www.adayinthelifeofcindy.blogspot.com
Oh God. Fenchurch has been reading your blog. The bar just went up that much higher.
just make her coffee and heat the milk...buy her fav cereal, get her power tools, fold your dirty laundry, make her bread, let her cut your hair, and build her a house and you got it made....:)
Okay, now *that* is love.
The real kind.
Oh, is that all?
Pat, I really, really, really, really like you. And Dent, the bar was already that high, it's just taking you forever to notice.
Ouch, thanks, Sweetheart.
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