Absence, they say, makes the heart grow fonder. Are you fond of me yet?
I'm not sure that this statement is true. I can think of a lot of things in my life that if they were absent I would not grow fonder of. Take for example laundry. I'm pretty sure I wouldn't miss it. Nope! Not even a smidge. Dishes....... cleaning bathrooms...... cleaning in general....... Not feelin' it!
Yesterday was a great day. The SM had been in Japan all week and was expected to arrive in the late afternoon. I woke up excited and went about my morning preparations of getting The Native's off to school. I got myself all dolled up from head to toe and started fixing a meal that would remind him as to why he likes it better here than his wife's cooking in Japan. I tease him that when ever he gets tired of my cooking, he hops on a plane and visits his other wives around the world. Obviously, their cooking doesn't compare any where near mine because he always returns after a week or so of tasting their cooking.
I'm dancing and sashaying away in the kitchen and need something from down stairs. I runway walk in my high heels over to the stairs...... and the next thing I know....... I am at the bottom of the stairs on the floor in a tumbled heap laughing till my eyes are watering.
Sexy. Graceful. I am not.
Its gotta be my cooking The SM is fond of while he is absent........