Postscript

So, when I was getting ready to take a shower after digging dirt, Rob comes into the bathroom and says, “I think I’ll get the light and keep digging.” We have a flood light.
“Oh, I was just about to get into the shower or else I’d come help you more.” I’m halfway in the shower stall.
Then he gives me that drooly guy look. “You could ask me to do anything right now and I would do it”
“Really?” I respond.
“Yeah.”
“You wanna go do the dishes?” of course I come up with something for him to do, and off he goes.
Wow. If I could just hang out naked more often, I’d have less chores to do.

4 Responses to Postscript

  1. angie j. says:

    too true…too true. if you want to change the “date” your blog is published, in the compose window there is a link at the bottom left that says “post options”. there you can enter the date you want the post to appear. good luck!

  2. Amy says:

    Yes, it is an amazing thing we hold over men.

  3. Dottie says:

    I laughed out loud over this post!

  4. Rob says:

    *blush* I guess boy scout leaders love their wives like the rest of ‘em. ;P

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