Early morning conversations:
Me: God! I can’t believe I will turn 30 by this weekend! 😦 : *almost about to sob* I feel so old already. 😦
Saint: Don’t worry dear. Old is gold.
Me: What gold?! I feel like an old hag.
Saint: More like old wine dear…or whiskey, best when aged!
8 thoughts on “Why my husband is a saint”
Cute 🙂 and he is right. 🙂
Thanks Jas 🙂
He really is a saint 🙂
And hey Happy Birthday in advance, hope you will enjoy the big day 🙂
Hope the saint plans something nice 🙂
lol!! Men I say!
Advance B’day wishes my dear 🙂
Thanks Dear! 🙂
Thanks Titaxy! Good to have you back 🙂