Too Good To Be True

Ok, sometimes, my husband is too good to be true.

I am working most of this afternoon (although I don't normally work Friday afternoons during the summer) to catch up on some stuff in my office. It was getting scary.

I realized that I was out of cigarettes. I called the hubby to see if he was in town and could get me some.

Not only did he bring me cigarettes, he brought me lunch. A delicious one at that.