Shameful admission.

HWMMS and I often get what we call “holdovers” otherwise known as double cheeseburgers from whatever fast food place was closest nearby…as a holdover between meals, or more frequently a snack for when he would come back from derby late at night and I was sitting at home “craving” something. (At least once a week.) The last few months HWMMS switched our holdover routine….we now get holdover prepared salads. I kid you not. The first night he brought home a healthy holdover for his demanding needy wife I fell in love with him all over again.

Small changes, big differences.