"There you go, honey, your holes are all dug. Now we can put your new shrubs in as soon you go pick them out."
I tossed down the pitchfork, with which I'd been flipping and fluffing mulch at the base of a maple tree, and hurried over to plant a grateful and passionate kiss on my sweet husband's lips.
"What was that for?" he asked, steadying himself.
"For digging those three great holes for me," I answered, smiling.
"Oh, okay," he said, grabbing up his shovel with enthusiasm. "Where would you like your canal?"
Saturday, May 2, 2009
I Just Really Dig Him
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Such a willing gentleman, and all it took was a kiss??? WOW!!!
What a guy! (In more ways than one!)
That's cute - it's nice to hear from you! :)
I see he's a motivated worker.
(Your title made me groan. Out loud.)
:) what a cutie! :) thanks for the smile.
And he digs you, too. Har-dee-har-har.
DAYUM, I wonder what he'd do for chocolate cake, cuz I wouldn't feel right kissing him, but I sure could use someone like that here on The Avenue.
Hehe, Al's so funny! :) I wish I could meet you guys in person. xx
awww...how adorable is he.
:) Makes me smile.
heeeeeeee! loved this.
Oh, the sweetness!!!! What a man!!
Mary, mom to many
I think this should be in the Guide to Marital Bliss Handbook. Seriously! It's amazing how a little, or not so little thank you kiss can go a long way in having a successful marriage.
Awwww... ;)
Snort. I can see my hubby saying much the same thing! :-)
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