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So I was going to get up and go for a bike ride this morning until Mike mentioned that it was pretty windy outside.
And because I’m such a docile and submissive wife (insert scoff and snicker), I listened to him.
I headed over to Sanitas for a morning hike. Here’s a quick video that suggests it was the right decision.
I think that this is a fair new rule:
One must shut the bathroom door when one’s wife is on the phone nearby doing an interview.
I don’t want to brag, but the other day Mike and I made a pretty incredible purchase.
Yep, you read that sign right: Premium, Extra Fancy apples. We don’t mess around with those regularly fancy apples. It’s extra fancy or bust for the Soltys household.
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.
Dear person who sits next to me on the plane tomorrow,
It was my husband’s idea to get Mexican food for dinner tonight, not mine.
Sincerely,
Courtney
I was having some trouble downloading a file tonight, and Mike came in and saved the day. When he’d fixed it, he started doing his little, “I’m so cool” strut and waggling his hips in a little hotshot dance.
I felt it was my duty to inform him then that his fly was down before everything went too much to his head.