Saturday morning comes shining through the window and he rolls over and all cute sleepy like he volunteers, 'Hey babe, do you want to go to Anthropologie this morning?' This involves him battling traffic for two hours round trip on the DC beltway, two more hours of waiting while I examine, not once but four times, every single object in the store, then he has to come up with an opinion on the ten drawer knob options I've narrowed down to. All this he suffers through and all he asks in return is a burrito for dinner. Wow. What a man.
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Definitely a keeper.
I think this should count for two reasons: 1) not only he is patient with you at Anthropologie, but also 2) he OFFERS to take you there.
In my defense, there was a Border's nearby, so I dropped her off for two hours and read X-men comics.
Actually, don't know how that's in my defense, but whatever.
I could hear the scream of delight all the way out in Oregon when Sarah was on her way to Anthropologie (of course we're surrounded by Anthropologie out here...and it just struck me...that's the reason they're moving to Philadelphia...). And all Zeb needed was a cross country update on the leaders in the golf tournament to keep him happy. Like all wonderful couples, you've figured out how to find the right balance for each other.
Mel, you're right, at least two, probably three because he had to come up with an opinion on something he could care less about.
Those are some great looking knobs...
and of course the man sounds pretty great too :)
I've enjoyed reading your blog, Sarah and I shared the Anthropologie posts with Lauren, who loves the store. I'll try to check in more regularly once we return to Jordan (three weeks and minus Lauren) and life returns to 'normal'.
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