Baleen was laid low a bit today, but she still found the strength to text me at 3.01pm, How about that spiral pasta with broccoli, anchovies, and breadcrumbs? At 3.05pm it was, Or penne alla vodka! And at 3.11pm, Or grilled chicken with pasta.
We went with the last suggestion and cooked enough so that she'll have it tomorrow, too. I can head to work knowing that Baleen's normal midweek at home won't be like the others, where she works works works and then leaps on me in full Hobbes style when I return cause she hasn't eaten a bite.
But not tomorrow. I'll be back to find Baleen and Baxter well fed. And happy and content.
We went with the last suggestion and cooked enough so that she'll have it tomorrow, too. I can head to work knowing that Baleen's normal midweek at home won't be like the others, where she works works works and then leaps on me in full Hobbes style when I return cause she hasn't eaten a bite.
But not tomorrow. I'll be back to find Baleen and Baxter well fed. And happy and content.
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