Dirty Dishes and Love Notes

Hubby's usually pretty good about keeping the kitchen from looking like a complete wasteland (in addition to being a pretty darn good daddy) when it's my turn to go to work. Except for yesterday.

So here's what he left for me this a.m.:

"My dearest loved one. The dishes did not allow me the time to clean them. (Much resistance!) I will expect to be punished. Love, Steve."

I'm not a very funny person in the morning. Lucky for me, I'm married to a pretty funny guy. He's probably the only person in the whole world who can make me giggle in in the a.m. in spite of myself, particularly when I've not had nearly enough sleep or coffee. We spend a lot of time laughing together...it's sooooo good to laugh.

Anyhow,

I contemplated punishment over a lovely cup of coffee...

...and consulted with Millie, Ninja-Kitty. She didn't come up with much, other than peeing outside of the litter box. So I decided to contemplate some roving, instead.

Dishes? What dishes? WIP's and current projects to come.