I've said a million times that James is a super husband. I know this, and apparently he knows this:
James: I'm cleaning the kitchen right now. I'm just awesome. I have no idea why someone is not throwing me a parade as we speak.
And he always knows the exact romantic thing to say:
James (looking longingly into my eyes): Your eyes are beautiful. They are the color of...poopy.
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Tuesday, May 4, 2010
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