Last night Mr. at Home walked in with groceries in hand. He sent me upstairs for a hot bath while he fed the girls and put them to bed. I came down to a wonderful dinner of filet mignon and baked potato by candlelight with ice cream for dessert. We then collapsed on the couch for some Without a Trace and What Not to Wear.
Pure absolute perfection of an evening.
Go ahead, be jealous, but you can't have my Mr. at Home :-)
Saturday, July 26, 2008
From D.O.N.E. to Blessed!
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