Dearest Paul,How can I show my love for thee? Let me count the way. That's right, the way. Singular. You've been gone too long. There are too many dishes in the sink, too much chauffeuring to do, too much restraining from yelling. Mind you, it isn't all bad.
There has been the joy of watching Marley and Colin at Disneyland together.
Marley lost her fourth tooth.
I got to have lunch with Terri and breakfast with Sharon.
But I'm too much of an extrovert (notice your preferred spelling of this word) to enjoy all this alone.
At times like these, your return home is more about having someone to share in the responsibilities around here than the love of my life coming home to my open arms.
I have decided though to push through all that to express my love for you in a very special way:
The car has been parked inside the garage with the garage door closed every night since you left.
With all the passion I can muster,
Murph
Murph
3 comments:
that is about as passionate as it gets... he better appreciate it.
That remains to be seen.
I think getting the car in the garage every night with the door closed is really passionate. Good job!
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