Reminding me to play
"Do you want me to come over this week?" Kayla asked on Monday.
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"Of course," I replied. "How does Thursday sound?"
"But that's your birthday," Kayla rebutted. "Mark won't let you work on your birthday."
She was so right. In fact, after we came back home that day and Mark posted about our adventure, my father (who knows us both far too well), emailed to say: "Glad Mark got you out."
Gee, how did everyone guess that I'd originally planned to split some
wood and then spend a few hours writing as my birthday activities of
As a thank-you for his
fun-filled nudge, I told Mark that he's in charge of deciding what we do
on Christmas. Any guesses what he'll come up with next?
I sure am lucky to have a husband who reminds me how to play!