So last night, as we were getting into bed, my dear husband leaned over to me.
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I waited with anticipation.
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His breath tickled my ear as he whispered:
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"I'll try not to throw up in the middle of the night."

True story.

2 comments :

Debbie said... Reply To This Comment

I'm blushing over here. You really shouldn't post such intimate details:)

Jean said... Reply To This Comment

Aw, that's love right there! :)

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