Last night, Terry read aloud an email that had been sent to our joint account. It was a comment left on the previous post by Fulton Co. Living. When he was done reading it, he asked me what it meant. I asked him if he'd read the post. He shook his head no. I asked him when the last time he'd read my blog was and he said,
"Baby, I live your blog."
"Oh really?", is my only comeback.
"The only appeal in reading someone's blog is the element of surprise. I know what you're going to say before you write it."
Ok, mister cocky blogger husband, if you're not going to read this, you realize you're fair game, right?:
5 comments:
Touche!! I love it!!
ML
Mom, this was taken when you were parked next to the butterfly bush at Serenbe, being devoured by Mother Nature. Remember?
I thought I recognized it! Happy memories, except for the bugs and T. thinking 30+ minutes is like 5 minutes! :-)
ML
It means I was worried you have been goin to one of those holyness snake handlen places....Danielle
AWESOME!!! Good for you for trying to be more unpredictable. ;)
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