I'm not having a great week. Nothing in particular has been horrible, just that work has been stressful.
So I texted my husband and asked him to whisk me away to somewhere romantic and relaxing.
His reponse: "Afghanistan?"
I laughed, and responded, "Uh... I was thinking somewhere more like Italy. You know, where they won't stone me for wearing shorts."
His response: "Cheap hotels in the stoning district."
I love my husband so much.