Don't Envy Me...

Just because my husband (wearing his essendon bomber shorts,a rugby top, clogs and a cute white apron tied around his waist) just toddled over here for me to sniff test the rub he just made for his brisket masterpiece that he plans on cooking tomorrow.

I would say he might have even minced.....to ask me if the rub smelled like it needed anything.

And it doesn't. It smells absolutely gorgeous....just like him.

He also happens to be singing "I've been to paradise....but I've never been to meeeeeeee!" in falsetto.

You should be so lucky....