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Originally Posted by Ron
My wife helps out in the kitchen when we have food & fellowship after Church & I usually visit the kitchen and grab some food to taste for "quality control" purposes & find my wife with her hands busy preparing food.
I then go & place my hands on her waist in a romantic hug, (but I know she can be extemely ticklish) & she starts squirming & screaming & I start singing,"La cucaracha" & the other sisters are laughing, meanwhile I get the dirty look. 
It's all worth it!  |
You had to mention kitchen! My husband called at lunch and said he would be home tomorrow. I said, "Oh, I was hoping I didn't have to clean the kitchen the rest of the week since I don't feel well." I'm praying they change his schedule and he comes home Saturday.
I don't feel like taking care of him this week. Not so romantic.
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