I am referring to the hubs and this is already for the nth time and I am now drooling. The brownies are not cooked yet. I just know that he is baking again because I am hearing noises in the kitchen right at this very minute while I am writing this including the sound of the electronic hand mixer. The kitchen is close to the master bedroom so even though the TV is loud in the living room, I can still hear him clearly.
I am really getting hungry now thinking about the brownies. We use Hershey’s dark cocoa because we love dark chocolate and it is just delish. And he uses his late mom’s recipe to do it. His mom used to cook the brownies all the time when he was a little boy so baking the brownies certainly makes him nostalgic. Sweet.
Hurry up, Honey! I certainly can’t wait to munch on your super delicious brownies!
I find it funny sometimes how things used to be and how things are now – way convenient and easy to access without having to give much energy to it. Case in point: Searching for something. Before, you had to actually go to stores if you wanted to buy or just check for anything. If you wanted to research, you had to go to the library, and the list goes on. But in this day in age, all you got to do is open the browser in your computer, search online, visit website, and you will have the answers to your questions, or buy what you want or need, etc. And that’s only with your fingers doing the work. Everything is kinda-sorta ‘automatic’, isn’t it?
Yup, just exactly what Miranda Lambert’s song is about. I like that song of hers, ‘Automatic’ and have been singing it over and over again. I am a country-music girl, without a doubt which I believe is something that will not change even if all else changes.
When he left at 6 o’clock this morning, he was already not feeling well. And when he called me at around 9 o’clock from work, he is already feeling awful. I can actually tell in his voice how bad he is feeling.
I wonder where he got it. He thinks somebody at work must have had it. He wants to come home and just have a rest but he couldn’t. He’s got lots of things to do that need to be done ASAP.
My poor hubby. Hope he gets well quick. I really don’t like seeing him feeling ill. Also, here’s hoping we don’t catch the bug that’s been bugging him. I am keeping my fingers crossed and my shield against the bug, tight.
We always get up late on Saturdays. Why not? There is certainly no reason for any of us to rush. The little one doesn’t have school and the big one (the hubs of course) doesn’t have work. Saturday is our grocery shopping day but there’s no need to rush either because we have all day to do it. Actually, more often than not, we go to the store at around noon or early afternoon.
But today was different. The phone woke us up when it rang at 7 o’clock. It was hubby’s colleague. There was a problem and he needed to come fix it. Hubby was dragging himself upon getting up. But let me tell you, he was more than happy to be called although without a doubt, he’d be happy to stay in bed longer too.
This only happens from time to time anyway, so it was really no biggy for him. His day just started way more exciting, that’s all.
Subee is what hubby calls his car. It’s a Subaru legacy and he’s trying to be cute by calling it “Subee.” He’s had Subee for a while now. He told me how long, but I totally forgot.
Anyway, Subee is acting up lately. Or what hubby always say, “She is showing up her a** again!” LOL. You can tell that he’s pissed when he says the line, but it always amuses me when I hear him say it.
Subee still runs good, but there is a problem with the shift gears. There were times actually that hubby had to stop on the side of the road because he couldn’t change gears.
He is thinking of taking it to his mechanic pretty soon. If Subee won’t behave in the coming days, he would. For now, he’s still observing her. I told him we’ll just get him a new car. We’ll have Subee fixed and sell her then get him another Subee probably. We’ll see what happens.