…why I love my husband:
Because he spontaneously wrote this on my kitchen chalkboard when I came home with 80 pounds of peaches and 40 pounds of tomatoes to preserve. The kitchen is a perpetual mess of fruit flies (which he hates) and sticky counters for the good part of September. Despite all that, he writes in chalk with exclamation marks what’s on the docket ’round here. This makes me happy.