About a month ago I injured my knee seriously enough that my mobility has been seriously impeded.

My husband left this morning for a (non-negotiable) week long work trip, and knowing that I was struggling a bit he picked a lot of "easy" groceries for our kids and me while he's gone.

Y'all, I just opened the fridge to discover that he'd quietly also stocked it up with my favorite treats, drinks, chocolate, frozen potatoes... literally all the things I get as treats were tucked in there.

So here I sit, drinking a ginger beer (the brand I like best) falling just a little more in love with my husband of ten years.