So yesterday I texted Phillip and asked him to bring me a donut on the way home from work. What I got instead was
1.) Sushi from my favorite restaurant
2.) A margarita made from the finest ingredients (I helped juice the limes)
3.) A candle lit dinner for two (we ate around10:00)
4.) That donut I had been wanting
5.) Game night with my husband (Boggle)
6.) The satisfaction of knowing that my husband still loves me, enjoys my company and has the ability to surprise me every once in a while.
Thank you sweetie!
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