I hate being schmaltzy. The good thing is he hardly reads my crap anymore. (That's what I think! He hasn't said much about my Nobel prize 'stories' lately.) So I can macho-ly say what's in my heart:
Hey you!
- You ask "How was your day?" when I come back from an outing. My days are not stressful, unlike yours. And yet you ask. I am touched.
- You buy everything that I need that I am embarrassed to ask anything else. Thank you. I appreciate every single thing you bought.
- You bring home food. You give shelter. You work hard. I am so grateful.
- You smile at me when we are seated across the table. I like that a lot. I'm glad we need not to be glued, but yet still feel the connection.
- You are okay if I don't iron your clothes. You don't make me feel lousy for not doing it.
- You pack your clothes to the laundry when there are too many to wash. You probably like the way your clothes are fresh and smoothly ironed from the laundry, but you don't DEMAND that I do it that way.
These are the little things and big things that make my everyday life so worth living. I sleep soundly at night, and I wake with happy thoughts, thanks to you..
:)
I hate being schmaltzy.. so please don't embarrass me by saying that I am, ok?
7 comments:
yr atm maciam lilian's atm ah? u sure mou? O_o
ps: learn lah to bake some cakes! dun say i nvr put marnie in yr poket ok...
pps: can use the ready mix betty crocker tepung mar...........
awwww... bliss! i also got. tho mine comes in big big picture one, leaving out these small little lovely but meaningful little thoughts. (bila boleh kasi pinjam guna kejap?)
MSG? *garu-garu*
oh, i meant to say that lilian sed her atm oso no read her blog geh.. hv to clarify.. if not, u 'grow horns'... :p
am i making things more konpusing? i feel like yapping today... kuar zhu lei mar... muaaackkks!
i also missed bkk suddenly last nite... aihhhh...
Malaikat, msg is message la. Ya I faham bab suami Lilian yang tak baca blog. I think suami I also malas baca. Cos takde gambar arowana.
Ur suggestion about cake... I wan to wear French maid uniform.. Can? Lolita style... Hehehe
Gg, pinjam Apa? U think salt ah? Egg ah? Can pinjam one meh? All these are verses fr cinta kamus u know..
are u talking to ur invisible fren again, schizophrenic psychopath?
Prof sinkar fraud (not freud)
*lying on couch* sumtimes i love myself.. I look in the mirror and think I am so pretty...then my 'fren' say its true its true!.. U need a Coach to match your looks. AND i say, But a coach is a bus! IT doesnt make sense..But at the same time, it does...
The Leong Cha you prescribed doesn't seem to be helping...
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