Sunday, February 5, 2012
Lucky Donut Morning
This morning as I slept, Jared crept out of the house and drove to the neighborhood of Herman, where he procured for us an abundance of fresh
and juicy tangerines.
He then woke me with coffee, the Sunday Times and a scratch off lotto ticket, because this man that I married? He knows me.
And he's pretty much the awesomest.
Even if I never seem to win the lottery.
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