My husband walks into the room, his eyes meet mine. We gaze at each other for a moment, and then comes the dreaded question.........LONG DRAMATIC PAUSE......."Honey, what's for dinner?" The earth stops spinning, everything as I know it comes to a chilling stop. My eyes turn away from his. I must think quickly, "What can I fix, what can I fix?" My mind is swirling as I rack my brain to think of what to make, but alas, nothing comes to mind......INSERT THE SOUND OF CHIRPING CRICKETS........Our eyes meet again. All I can manage to say is, "Uhhhh"?....(Clever, I know).
Ann
