Yesterday Ry and I both had long days at work. I come trudging in the door around 5 and Ryan gets in about 3 1/2 hours later. Boo. On this particular day there was nothing, and I mean NOTHING that I wanted to do. I couldn't get myself to get up and start laundry or start dinner and I didn't even want to LOOK at my kitchen!! Then of course I end up sitting around feeling lazy and wishing I could get up and make myself busy but I just couldn't get the energy which makes me feel worse. Definitely wasn't happening...

I'm thinking Ry has some GREAT Husband Super Power that I don't know about because I didn't say ONE WORD to him and he walks in the door with a big bouquet of my FAVORITE flowers and pops in a frozen pizza and a movie.  I'm feeling very VERY grateful for such a wonderful husband! Jealous?? I guess I shouldn't mention the fact that he did all this without a single complaint AND proceeded to make me sit on the couch, grabbed me a blanket and rub my feet so I could be comfortable.

AND...... He did the dishes and the laundry for me this morning while I was off at work. MY HERO!!! I really couldn't ask for more than that  :)