Thursday, January 24, 2008

You Know You're Married to a Chef When...

It's 10:30 p.m. and you are anxiously awaiting his arrival home in the next couple hours and he calls to leave you a message that says: "Hey, baby. I have to spend the night at the resort because Loretta Lynn is flying in late and they want me to stay and cook for her."

Yeah, pretty cool, but I miss my Gearry.

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