Conversation from last night:
K. and I are sitting, having bowls of the chicken soup I made over the weekend following a new recipe.
Me: It's just not that great.
Him: I like it.
Me: Is it the best chicken soup you've ever had?
Me: Then it's not good enough.
Conversation from this morning:
Him: Are you getting up?
Me: You get up first for once.
Injured sleep. Argue a few more times.
Me: fine. You win.
I get up and head blearily for the shower.
Him: it's not a competition.
Me: I'm getting in the shower, and you're still in bed. I'd say you won.
Victorious silence from the bedroom.
Delivering a wedding present.
1 month ago