Warning a bit of a whiny whiner post. My best friend's hubby offered to change my sparkplugs since my check engine light is on and I can't pass inspection but also can't affort to take it ino the shop. We had the diagnostic run which showed that the catalytic converters were to blame but we start with the small and inexpensive - spark plugs. I really do appreciate him helping me out and today I am going to bake him a zuchini bread to thank him. Zuchini bread with cream cheese frosting, that is the best part. But I won't be feeding it to him.
So my jealousy of happy couples was kicked into high gear when my friend made her a hubby a sandwich and he couldn't eat it because his hands were dirty...so she fed it to him. Awww...love...sighs...I want someone to feed sandwiches to. He's out there right? my good-hearted man who will be honest, loyal, faithful, loving, caring and kind. I hope so. He was her number two husband so if she could find a good one the second time around maybe I'm no different. It could happen. My main problem is getting over number one. I still want him to be struck by lightening and change his ways just like Seargant York.