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Originally Posted by d-ray657
Having a good wife is as a fine way for us combatants to find common ground (& Ry Cooder too). My wife works the third shift, taking care of her angels as she calls them - even if they are crochety old farts sometimes - kinda like her husband. The other morning I fixed her chicken fried steak, gravy and mashed taters for my breakfast and her supper. Course, we'll sometimes have scrambled eggs at night. Unfortunately, both of us are pretty good cooks, and I enjoy the product of our labors. (Had to buy two new suits for the trial.)
Regards,
D-Ray
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When you get right down to it, we're all pretty much the same. There are a lot more honest and decent folks than we sometimes suspect. And anyone who eats chicken fried steak for breakfast must be some sort of blood brother to me.
Say, if you win big, you gonna get a couple of pair of them tasseled loafers to go with them new suits?
Anyway, I gotta go. My poor wife was forced to pull a double and I told her I would cook supper for her. It won't be the most inspired gruel I've ever burned, but it's what she requested.
Chas