Hello and hi-ho.
I took my Sunday, not a Sabbath of a day in the sense of religious altruism or dedication an hour or two to a sermon, but a dedicated day to my spouse.
Made sure she had a feast and cooked meal all meals through the day and made sure dessert and each but was magnefique l. Luckily she’s a meat a potatoe kind of pallet so a good variety of garlic onion and salt tends to please.
And that’s what I did minus the occasional micromanaging of the Wolf and Shih Tzu Terrier in the back yard and maybe a popsicle break for the little one.
What I tried to do for one day of my fist 35 days was being 100% present with my wife and my boy.
I’d like to know what she’d say. My wife has a peculiar way of showing her love and relaying the whole of the relationship we share.
Would I be considered the jerk or the guy trying to hard. Or maybe someone just trying to leave a light flickering at the least?
It is what it is I’m going to try not to call the kettle black but I don’t know I just roll with the motion and try not to fall right?
C’est la vie Sunday was a good day
Good morning and good night, good night and good morning.
Nosce Te Ipsum
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