My hard-working husband
Aug. 29th, 2010 10:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
missroseroseWhile waiting for Donna's plane to come in (Donna is visiting, yay!), Brian and I were killing some time in one of our favorite places in Tucson - AJ's Fine Foods, which is a very dangerous place for foodies like us.
We were looking at something fairly expensive, and I was grumbling about how unfair it was that we couldn't afford to buy everything we wanted. Brian quips, "That's only because you haven't written your best-selling novel yet."
"But I don't want to do the work," I say, mock-pouting.
"You don't want to work?" he replies, mock-offended. "Do you know how hard I work to support your not-writing-a-novel habit?"
We were looking at something fairly expensive, and I was grumbling about how unfair it was that we couldn't afford to buy everything we wanted. Brian quips, "That's only because you haven't written your best-selling novel yet."
"But I don't want to do the work," I say, mock-pouting.
"You don't want to work?" he replies, mock-offended. "Do you know how hard I work to support your not-writing-a-novel habit?"
