I picked up my wife from the airport this morning at 9AM. She was returning from a trip, trying to escape the snowstorm on the east coast. She managed to get on the earliest flight. Unfortunately that meant she hardly got any sleep.
She got in the car and I could tell she wasn’t feeling well. Congested, ears hadn’t popped, tired. It broke my heart to see her like this.
Remember, a husband’s duty is to protect and provide for his wife.
Clearly I couldn’t protect her from illness.
So I did the next best thing.
I provided her with a homemade chicken noodle soup. By the way, I’m definitely no cook but this Instantlot thing is like a gift from God. Between that and YouTube any guy could be a kitchen rock star. Real easy… butter, onion, carrots, cubed chicken breast, white wine, chicken stock, egg noodles, squeeze of fresh lemon juice. Put it all together and Daddy is eating good today. I mean, my sick wife is hopefully getting some nutrition. Boy it was so good. You all know I ate most of it. But I tried!
Feel better, honey.
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