A confession
by adustyframe ~ November 20th, 2006My husband wrote me a letter today.
I was reading it and started to feel sick.
He wrote, “Well, I have to confess something to you. I am really sorry.”
My stomach lurched and twisted. I have heard far too many confessions from this man and usually they leave me with worse things to deal with.
I breathed a quick prayer, “Lord please help me.”
I continued to read, “Guess what I was watching on TV? A scrapbook show! I learned how to crop photos, emboss on paper, sand edges.”
MAN! I giggled. I miss his sense of humor and teasing so much. (I don’t suppose I’ll let him know I miss his teasing.) He sent me a scrapbooking website to check out.
“That’s just for you. I know I’m way weak.”
What a goofball.
November 21st, 2006 at 2:15 pm
Hee hee. He is far more accomplished than me then!