Today I'm thankful for breakfast in bed.
I used to think it was weird to eat in bed. Now I totally get it.
The Hubs has been working, working, working non-stop for the better part of the last two weeks, night and day. But he still thought it would be wise to drag himself out of bed early on Saturday morning, go to the market in the gale force winds, and whip up a yummy breakfast for me in bed. All before I woke up.
I'm the luckiest.