My evening

This is what I did last night:

I made dinner

And waited while Jeff built the remaining chairs for the dining room table

I waited while he fixed the toilet seat (while looking handsome with no shirt on)

And I waited while he put the table together, too.

This is what my plate looked like by the time Jeff was done. I picked at it for 20 minutes waiting for him to finish. I really tried waiting, but asking a pregnant lady to wait to eat the food in front of her is like asking a kid to wait to open presents at Christmas. It wasn't going to happen.

That was my evening. Not too shabby if you ask me. I wonder what I can ask him to build for me tonight.