…my darling husband, for saying those three little words when I got up this morning, hair dishevelled and robe in disarray: “Made you coffee”.
…our heat pump, for working overtime to keep our drafty old house toasty warm, for its quiet nighttime mode, and for drying the laundry in record time with no fear of shrinkage.
…playing “BOO!” with Tiny; listening to him add a gazillion extra Os and then that giggle…oh, that giggle!
…going out for brunch with family. Good food, good company, no dishes!
…our family of wellies, for keeping our feet nice and dry on cold and wet, wintery days. (Tall grew up on a farm, and his disdain for my stripey, spotty, buckled wellies was evident from the snort he gave when I first put them on. Apparently I needed lessons on the “correct” way to wear them, too. Hey, I’m a city girl…I’m allowed to wear fancy wellies!)
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