The snow is falling like crazy, the temps are in the low 20's (REALLY cold for us here) and the roads are compacted ice and snow and are full of Pacific NW drivers that don't know how to drive in snow, let alone ice!
Pitiful me... I'm usually a tough 'ol bird, but I have cramps that could bring down a logger. My poor man wants to help but doesn't know what to do. "What can I do for you, baby?" he asks. He had been rubbing my aching back for about 15 minutes already at this point. I can think of only two things to make it better. Neither one of them was currently in our house and neither one is something I should have... "Hot chocolate and chocolate chip cookies!" I blurt.
Sweet B gets his boots on, coat on, and starts toward the door with me begging him not to go to the store for such silly things. Off he goes into the horrible weather and driving conditions. He's so good to me. I am not deserving of this sweet man!
Once I got the heating pad, the hot cocoa and about 3 yumm cookies in my tummy, I was feeling much better, or maybe it was having him snuggled up to me while we watched old home movies of his sons. Gawd, I love this man!
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