Dear Husband,
One of the reasons I love you is your forgiving heart. I’m sorry I have been a big fat grumpy puppy. Next Friday is our day. To do whatever we want. To play. To lose the funk.
Can’t. Wait.
Love,
Wife.
P.S. That was a stellar run you did on Saturday followed by a stellar kayaking adventure during which you did not tip our kayak over nor did you whack me in the head with the paddle unlike some of the others. For this, you rule.
P.S.S. Ohmygawwearerunningamarathon.
yippeee yourerunningamarathon!
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and I'm just north of austin
did you ask me that?
am I losing my mind?
did I already answer?
who knows :)