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Letter to a Husband
Dear Peter, One score and some-odd years ago, my life changed forever. Why? Because now you were in the world. Years later, I had the fortune of meeting you. … and, I’ve been happy ever since. I love you whether you’re soulfully contemplating a stream on the island of Torcello. Or gazing at a loaf of bread. Whether your hair is groomed. Or given some “freedom”. You love me despite the fact I’ve walked around like this: Or come up with some strange veggie concoctions. Or given my puppy a red velvet cushion to lie on. On my desk. Happy Birthday, P! For the past several years, Peter has been making fried chicken for his birthday dinner (yes, he makes his own birthday dinner – we all know I can’t handle hot oil). This year, he decided to prepare his fried chicken two ways: half of the chicken marinated in a usual brine, and half marinated in VANILLA EGGNOG. Yep. On the side, I sauteed some green beans and almonds … in butter. Hey, it’s Peter’s birthday! To round out the meal: checkerboard cookies. A delicious meal for a special man Related posts:Guest Post: Jessie’s Subconscious related searches : Letter
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