I just called my hubby to ask him what time he would home for supper.
He replied that he would be home around 5:45.
I then said that I was making chicken Parmesan.
He replied that was fine.
I then said, "Honey, when I tell you I'm making chicken Parmesan, you are supposed to tell me that I'm the best wife. That you love that meal and you love me. You are so lucky to have me. Now lets try it again. I'm making chicken Parmesan."
He replies, "Well, I need to get back to my meeting. See you later this evening."
Oops, hope I wasn't on speaker phone.
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