Recently I realized that Zach was watching me make hideous faces in the mirror while removing unwanted facial hair and that it didn’t bother me at all.
I NEVER would have let Zach catch me doing this or any other personal hygiene process back when we were “madly in love.”
“Wow,” I thought to myself, “The romance must truly be gone.”
And just this last week he served me a SECOND piece of the delicious cake he made even though I’m supposed to be cutting weight for the marathon.
And just this last week he let me pick where to go for treats after our temple trip, even if it meant he was stuck eating frozen yogurt out of a Hello Kitty bowl with a Hello Kitty spoon.
|Speaking of true love, Zach said he would have an affair with|
this food. So good.