So I've been searching for something I want of my own and have come up with cooking classes. Yes, cooking classes. Okay, so anybody who knows me knows I never said I was 'normal'...and who wants to be anyway 'cause that's a far boring way to live life in my book.
So me telling Mark:
ME: Sweetie, I think I need to take some cooking classes. (me thinking we always eat the same old things day in and day out.)
HIM: Hon, you already know how to cook. I love your food.
ME: Yeah, but I want something for me (in other words I need a hobby - a life) and something different (feeling like meals are boring and predictable and I won't have any of that!).
What does he do? He goes and gets a continuing education booklet for me and tells me to go for it.
I know, I have a great husband! I'll let you all know how the cooking classes go.
--- Dalia
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