Sainthood

How do you know your husband is a saint?

He doesn’t kill you (or even get mad!) when you spill a cup of coffee on his laptop 1.5 weeks before his doctoral thesis is due.

Wow, I’m a lucky woman!

P.S. Don’t worry, his data is fine. Just the keyboard went wonky.

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In the midst of someone great

I just ran into a saint … you know, one of those people who brushes their teeth and flosses after eating lunch.

Wow.

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