Yesterday afternoon, all I could think of was tacos. Nothing fancy, like our favorite Mexican restaurant serves, nor really spicy, like the wonderful new restaurant we found last month. Just simple, ground-beef tacos in pre-made taco shells, overflowing with shredded lettuce and salsa. But after I bought the ingredients, I had no energy to make them. So I asked my husband, and he said yes, and they were really, really yummy. And one more time I thought how very lucky I am to be married.
Why Be Married? For the Tacos
This makes me really happy, Patty. (:
Fits with your theme this week, too, doesn’t it? Ask for what you want. If you don’t also expect or demand it, you give your mate an easy opportunity to delight you.