This morning we met at Big Daddy's for our favorite breakfast tacos, then spent a few minutes sitting on the tailgate of his truck eating and talking about our days. And whatnot. ;)
Yes, that's a beer truck. Romantical, no?
Marriage is hard work. Anyone who tells you otherwise is a damn liar. But it's worth it to do the work. It's always worth it.
Every morning, we do 3 things without fail: he makes us coffee, we hug at some point, and we ask each other and the kids, "what does your day look like?"
And this is my day today...my least favorite kind of day, the stuck at the computer working all day kind of day. So I escaped from my desk and came into the living room. At least I can listen to bad tv while I work. :)