Thursday, March 05, 2009

Love is . . .

Your husband carrying a bag full of puke off the plane for you.

6 comments:

Melissa Blair said...

Love indeed! Hope you are feeling better now.

yellowinter said...

oh no!!! i hope you're okay! wait, is there more to this story? ;p

Emily said...

Oh, so sorry sweetie! (Unless Yellowinter's suspicions are correct, in which case, I'm a bit sorry but mostly thrilled.)

At any rate, Paul needed no new opportunities to prove he's a great guy, but he did, again. :)

B said...

Just for the record all, I am not preggers. Believe me, the world will know just moments after I do.

Anonymous said...

Good stuff, good stuff...

Joel Yates said...

I guess I don't know what love is, I think that is just gross. haha