Nothing says “I love you like a tomato” . . .
especially when hubby does the slicing.
I was home with sick ones Sunday morning, and 2 extras as well (we were blessed with the privilege of keeping 2 of our grandchildren for the weekend). Between fever checks and tissue replenishing I did manage to get the meat in the crockpot and the potatoes on to boil for our Sunday dinner. When the rest of the crew arrived after Sunday morning services, they all pitched in to help get our meal on the table.
Mike volunteered to slice up tomatoes – oh yes! garden fresh tomatoes! – and do you see what he left behind for me? What a man! Don’t need any daisy petals to tell me “He Loves Me.”
This was my “Day Brightener”. Has someone or something brightened your day? Do share, I’d love to hear!