H came home seeming happy, warm and almost - dare I say it? - tender. I got a nice, warm hug, some bowled-over appreciation for the waiting insalata caprese and eager drooling over the chicken dish I was preparing for supper. Then this:
H: Oooh, and you're even smelly! (my perfume)
Dia <mock indignation>: I beg your pardon?
(convo ended by nice warm hug)
If there had been a kiss or a tushie squeeze, it would have been just like old times.
I still had work to do, so he took his snack to the couch while I sat on the loveseat and finished up. He made a few, short conversational salvos while I was working, and I responded in kind.
So far so good. Kids arrive in 20 - 25 mins.
Edit: I added the juice of half a lime to the chicken rub. We have a mandarin lime tree, so lime goes in a lot of stuff around here.
Last edited by Dia; 09/12/0901:47 AM.
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