"A good woman is hard to find, and worth far more than diamonds."
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I think we may have hidden cameras in our pantry. The other day I'm on a phone call in my home office and get a text from my wife. Not unusual. She is out with our girls and soon to be on her way to the girls' volleyball game, which I am going to attend as well.
She asks me to bring protein drinks for them, which are in the pantry. I text back, "Yes," and finish up my phone call, partly so as not to forget her request. I go to the pantry to get the protein drinks.
When I get there, I look around but don't see them. I know what they look like, but they are not there. I am about to leave and think, well, maybe I should look harder, so I look again, but they are still not there.
I'm just about to text back and tell her they must have already had them at home, a not unusual occurrence, when I look down at my phone and there is a new text from my wife that says simply, "They are in the rice drawer."
And that's why I think there must be cameras in the pantry; either that, or my wife knows me even better than I thought she did.
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