Touched by love....again

I had a meltdown yesterday morning. You know the one...where nothing but a good cry will help. But first I needed to let the negativity come out...and no amount of banging around the dishes helped.

"...i just want Skippy peanut butter and i want it to be soft and sugary and i want it to spread nicely on my toast and not rip it! i'm sick of the healthy stuff and why do we always have to eat healthy crap...?"

(more whining ensues)

...and then it all disappears because the man I love...the man who loves me equally and right back and no-matter-what, who tolerates me puddling in self-pity...walks over to fridge and writes..."S.k.i.p.p.y p.e.a.n.u.t b.u.t.t.e.r." on the grocery list.