Dearest Nora,
You're beautiful. You make me smile all the time... except when you make me laugh. You're brilliant, talented, witty, and clever. You make me dinner sometimes... and you put the milk away when I "make" myself breakfast. You handily put up a towel holder and a picture in the bathroom, and the way you attached the fan blades to the fan was phenomenal. You have a wonderful plan for the future with our children and our goat, and you kindly let me share in the dream. You're so very responsible. My world is a better place with you in it, and I love to laugh with you about silly, stupid things. And I never, ever, EVER want you to feel bad.
But (assuming a power draw of 2,000 Watts, a rough estimate based upon comparably-sized heaters on today's market), you owe me $1.47.
All my love,
Shane
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