The Way to a Man’s Heart…

A friend of my once said, “Whoever said ‘the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach’ was aiming about six inches too high.” Well, I’d like to believe that but I’m afraid the way to my hubby’s heart is still very much through his stomach. Although how I ever managed to snag him with my failing cooking skills is still a mystery…

As vastly improved though my cooking skills have been, I think a comment that the hubby made reveals all…

It was that time of the month again when my MIL is vegetarian and cooking duties fell to me. Hubby arrived home and came into the kitchen. When he saw me by the stove instead of my MIL, he said, “Oh, I forgot you were cooking tonight!”

“Oh, why?” I asked innocently.

“No, nothing,” he hastily replied.

I swear I could see the thought bubble rising from his head saying, “Damn! I should have eaten something before coming home!”

Sigh… And I try so hard…

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