The paella is beautiful.
So is the roaring fire in the fireplace, also made by my spouse.
What kind of woman yells at a man like that? My kind, unfortunately. Me? Not so beautiful today.
Good thing we all get second chances. And thirds, fourths, fifths, and seven times seventies.
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02 December 2009
Something Not So Beautiful
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He probably deserved it. ;P
No, you're right. We all have our moments, and if we're with someone who's the right kind of person, then forgiveness will be extended. Thank God for those chances...
Oh, and I really want the recipe for the paella.
Hmmm. Paella recipe. I don't think the man uses a recipe. I'll see if I can figure out how he assembled it... :)
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