Someone at work this week asked how I was enjoying married life so far. "It is wonderful, of course" I replied. Smirking, this person said, "I'm sure he gets up and makes you breakfast in bed."
I frowned, "No. But he makes us cappuccinos every morning."
"Seriously?" Two other women popped out of their offices with eyebrows raised. "Clark makes you a cappuccino every morning?"
I knew they were impressed. Clark is a good one.
On another note, now that we are not wedding planning, we hardly know what to do with all our time. We've been listening to the Harry Potter books on CD. I usually busy myself with something in the evening and Clark cooks. Periodically I look up to ask him if he feels like Clark-er-ella. So far he does not. But we have seriously got to find some hobbies. Hobbies and friends. That is next on the agenda. Hobbies, friends, and serving somewhere besides church. As a family of Presbyterian Ministers (100% clergy rate), we are becoming dangerously close to the church equivalent of cat-ladies. Sometimes people can have too many cats. Sometimes people can do too much church.
Ha.
Wishing you a lovely Advent, delicious time with family and friends, and space to breathe this holiday season. xoxo
