A few minutes ago I asked my husband if he would like me to make him some eggs for breakfast.
"No, I'll do it"
My husband was never taught how to cook, but he's always willing to try.
So, I stood in the doorway of the kitchen and watched him beat the eggs with a fork, gently.
Caressing them with the tines.
"No, no, no. You've got to do it hard and fast."
"Pretend they're your wife."
Seriously, leave me a message! .