You know it's love when you sit in the middle seat of an airplane
You know it's love when you
You know it's love when at 6am you're on your way to the ER because your one and only is in a lot of pain.
You know it's love when 8 hours later and you still don't know what is going and are completely uncomfortable but there is no place you would rather be.
You know it's love when your one and only says the the pain is only a 2 as opposed to the 8 the day before and it is the best news you could possibly hear.
Needless to say it has been quite a week. Thinking back over the last 72 hours it is hard to believe the peaks and valleys we lived through. There have been no recipes to post because there has been no cooking going on in this household. Mr. J is doing much better but there are big changes are to come with upcoming recipes. Stomach problems do not prompt spicy chicken wings, bacon flavored dishes, and buttery desserts.