Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Spousal Chatter: Coffee in Bed
Then, for the second day in a row, he brings me up a cup of coffee.
::: A girl could get used to this. :::
As he hands over his "School of Medicine" mug in which he carefully concocted my coffee with my preferred blending of milk and sugar, I smile at him. He is such a sweet man!
"Ooooo! Coffee! Thanks, Honey" I say, as I take the hot cup and give the coffee a quick blow before I take my first big sip.
Just as the coffee fills my mouth, my dear, sweet husband asks, "Does that organic milk always smell weird?"
He immediately feels the pain of the stink eye I shoot him.
Quickly, he adds, "I mean, I think it's okay. Organic milk always smells different than regular milk, right?"