God, I love her
I just spent a long day at the office. I'm not complaining because I love what I do. And please don't e-mail me with rebukes-- this typically only happens one day a week. On Wednesdays I spend from 8 AM to 10 PM in meetings.
So, here I am in my home office. I have a window overlooking our front yard. It's snowing and my wife is taking our new puppy out for a bathroom break. As she slides down our driveway I can see her frozen breath and I think to myself, "God, I love this woman."
Sooo, I'm going to go tell her . . . after she comes inside."
So, here I am in my home office. I have a window overlooking our front yard. It's snowing and my wife is taking our new puppy out for a bathroom break. As she slides down our driveway I can see her frozen breath and I think to myself, "God, I love this woman."
Sooo, I'm going to go tell her . . . after she comes inside."
posted by Greg Nettle at 10:20 PM
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