Today I was on my way to Whole Foods.  My gas light has been on for a couple of days, so I decided to stop at the Chevron by my house before hopping on the freeway.  I pull up, get out of my car, and start pushing and pulling on my gas cover thingy to get it open.  I realize that there is a little latch inside my car that I need to pull first (which unlocks the cap).  I then realize that I don't know if I've ever filled my car up with gas.  ????  Weird.  I've owned it since late summer...August?  September?  Why haven't I ever filled up my car with gas? 
Obviously, my wonderful husband has been filling up my car whenever I tell him (or when he notices) that my gas light is on.  I have the best husband in the world!  Thank you, lover!
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
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it's the little things that matter so much.
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