My best friend, who is also my sous chef, is a master baker. Her cinnamon rolls will start a riot. She is also battling cancer we tend to bolster each other from time to time. Now Jeanne, my 110 pound wife, is addicted to her cinnamon rolls. I can eat a bite or two, Jeanne will stand at the kitchen counter and eat half of them.
So today, my sous chef was having a rough time. Jeanne came home from church and we were curled up in my big leather chair watching a movie. Jeanne said, "I don't care what you do with my husband but there better not be any cinnamon rolls downstairs."
I should mention- no hanky and very little panky. She holds me when I want to cry and I hold her when she wants to cry. Been that way for 15 years. And she still won't show me how she makes those dam rolls.
So today, my sous chef was having a rough time. Jeanne came home from church and we were curled up in my big leather chair watching a movie. Jeanne said, "I don't care what you do with my husband but there better not be any cinnamon rolls downstairs."
I should mention- no hanky and very little panky. She holds me when I want to cry and I hold her when she wants to cry. Been that way for 15 years. And she still won't show me how she makes those dam rolls.