Hidden Talent
When I email Bear at work he ignores me. The nature of his job is such that he receives tons of emails and he tends to only read the ones that jump out at him. SO, I try to make my subject line somewhat alarming. Every day I send him benign emails, but I put subjects like "everything's ok now, but there was a fire in the kitchen", or, "sewage pooling on bathroom floor!!!", or, "fainting goats for sale down the street - bought one", or, "mom ordered a new fridge". Today it was "fence fell down in two places"... because we just had a new fence put up, you see.
He's been reading my emails and responding more than ever before. Today he sent me this email in reply to my fence email:
I'm OK. I love you! :D
You're so good at thinking up things day after day that will increase myblood pressure! It's a hidden talent of yours that I will love until theday I die. ;D
Heeheehee. It's fun being married, ya know.
... In Other News...
I'm so tired of food. I have to go shopping tonight. Tell me what to buy and prepare. Oh, I'm just so disgusted with the old standards. TAKE CONTROL OF MY PANTRY!!! I give you permission.