True Love

"I got you something," was the first thing I heard from my sweet husband of 11 years when he got home from a trip to Oregon this week. Hmm..what could it be? Flowers? Chocolates? He points to the kitchen, so I know its something yummy, a weakness of mine perhaps? It has to be something like chocolate right? I open the fridge and see a brown paper bag...Inside a small white package wrapped tightly. I pull it out and read the label: Fresh ground pork sausage. My husband scores a home run! This is what true love is all about my friends. With my husband, not the sausage. Many of you know I love pork, and I guess in Yelm there's a fancy butcher place that has great sausage, so he stopped by on his way home. What a guy! Something I love, PLUS it doubles for a dinner main dish. He should get extra points for that. He knows how to get on my good side. Then he mentions that he has the receipt for me to subtract from my household budget. After he sees the look on my face, he quickly stuffs it back in his wallet. Good choice. :)