Love is Having to Say You're Sorry
I had been a little annoyed with McHotty for a few days. It started with his shopping for Valentine’s Day at the grocery store for the second year in a row. My irritation increased when McH forgot the toys on our trip up North on the weekend. So, yesterday, when I asked him if he noticed he had a huge pile of dirty laundry, though Cakes’ and mine was all washed and put away (perhaps there was a connection between this and the pile of his clean laundry, washed last week but hitherto not put away) he realized I was getting downright pissy.
He went out to get us some Stilton for the soup (yes, the soup book is still rocking) and came home with these:
Yesterday also happened to be Wednesday. Coincidence?