I Smell Barbeque

BE and I are hardly ever home.

I got a second job

and he's about to hit the flight line again.

And that means hardly any "us" time.

But here are some things we have done lately:

gone to a bluegrass festival on the water

had two dozen friends over for Easter lunch

spring cleaned

spent the day on the beach

 filled out paperwork for my new reproductive endocrinologist

and tried out a new restaurant.

But these things have also happened:

BE: "You know, it's a good thing that everything you do in the kitchen turns out this good. Otherwise, I'd have to fire you."

Me: "Oh really. And who would you get to replace me?"

BE: "...Colonel Sanders."

singing Boyz II Men's "I'll Make Love To You" in the car while parked in the garage at our house just to prove we knew all the words

As I'm bending down to plug in my rolling computer at work:

"Yeah, girl, you plug that thing in!!!"

*moment of embarrassment and shock*

BE: "hahaha did you think I was a patient? Please tell me you thought I was a patient!"

Turning on a romantic song in the car to try to set the mood...

BE: "Hey, do you smell barbeque? I swear I smell barbeque. They must have known I would be driving down this way!"

Me: "Remind me to not try so hard anymore, ok?"

BE: "huh?"

Me: "Just remind me."

So, needless to say, it's been fun lately.

And that's so important when you're busy.

You can be all the busy with life you want, but at the end of the day,

it's important to be busy having fun together too.

And I think we manage that quite well.