Navy Guy, watching TV: Wow. Lyle Lovett looks pretty old.
Me: Well, it happens. (then I go brush my teeth, after chocolate cookies Law School Ninja baked, catch sight of myself in mirror-always a bad idea on deadline- and scream)
Me: Why didn’t you tell me my hair looked like I’d been living in the wild for a week?
Him: You look better than Lyle Lovett.
SO THERE YOU HAVE IT, DEAR READER. MY ROMANTIC DECLARATION FROM MY HUSBAND:
I look better than Lyle Lovett.*
(but he also gave me these flowers and a lovely card, so I’ll let him live…)
*Actual Conversation In My House
**apologies to Mr. Lovett