This is me. Bracing for Impact.
Just got a lovely call from my husband that the bill for my parking tickets arrived. The parking tickets that I didn’t pay on time so they are 1.5 times more expensive.
Granted it’s only $30 total, but “That’s a 1/2 tank of gas”, as you can imagine, I was eloquently told just now.
Standard Husband cooldown time is like 30mins to an hour right?
This is where I pray the way to a man’s heart really is through his stomach, this parking ticket mama is making Citrus Rosemary Chicken tonight for dinner. It’s been marinating since last night. I’m pretty excited for it!
Now everyone join hands and pray for a Christmas Miracle known as, Brook never gets another parking ticket for the rest of her life and that she doesn’t self-sabotage by carb loading the rest of the day…..If you know me, this is one of those Unanswered Prayers even Garth sings about.
My comment disappeared. I suck at this.
As for the citrus rosemary chicken, ten minutes and he’s saying “what parking ticket?” Also, I’m moving in because dinner sounds amazing.