In sync. Conversations with the dh. (Dear Husband).

Over the course of a long and happy marriage minds tend to meld together.

Him: Outside barbequing hamburgers.

Me: Sticking my head around the door to see what he wanted on his.

Him: Nothing.

Me: I am frying up some onions and …

Him: Yes, that would be nice.

It is a mix of fried onions and barbeque sauce. I didn’t have to say this for him to know what I meant.

 

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