It was the smell

I just was in the shower, and I was reminded that my husband is so good to me. I forgot to mention this in all the pinkeye excitement of last week, but Mike brought me a special present home from his trip to DC. When we were going over his itinerary before he left, I noted that his layover in Pittsburgh on the way home was only about 20 minutes--just enough to get to his next flight. I remember mentioning that was too bad, because if it had been longer I would have asked him to stop at the Body Shop for my favorite mango shower gel. I quickly forgot about my little "request" though, knowing he would have no time to do anything in Pittsburgh but run to the next gate.

What a surprise when he came home and handed me that little green bag! He said he took two minutes in between gate rushing to pick me up the shower gel. I was so excited, because I love that smell and I was in need of a little pick me up that day. It was so nice to know that he was thinking of me, even when he didn't have a minute to spare.

I was using the mango in the shower just now, and I wanted to share the story. I tried to get a good shower in tonight, because my doctor's appointment got moved from 4:30 this afternoon to 7:15 tomorrow morning. This means I have to leave home by 6:30 at the very latest to make it on time. So I thought tonight would be a better time for some serious showering (and shaving, because one never knows when one might be sent across the street to L & D). Now I'm clean and fresh and ready for bed, smelling of mangoes and happy that I have such a caring husband.