"And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count.
It's the life in your years."
Sunday, February 14, 2010
So I'm finally feeling better today from this horrible stomach virus, but not nearly good enough to drag myself out of bed or even think about our original plans to do our "traditional" Enricos dinner with each other and Mammers. Instead, my hunny gave me the best gift of all...
He cleaned the whole house, straightened up, vacuumed, took care of Sadie all day, grocery shopping and did the laundry.
He even made me heart-shaped toast with red gatorade. That's love.