You all probably know at least one annoying couple who drives everyone around them crazy with their constant lovey-doveyness. They call each other pet names like “schmoopie”, hold hands everywhere they go, and engage in frequent public displays of affection while shopping or eating brunch. Back in my single days, I would roll my eyes at these couples whenever I saw them canoodling around NYC. Now, however, my husband and I are that couple.
Along with the constant affection, one of the perks I am enjoying as a happy newlywed is a husband who likes to sing my praises to anyone who will listen. Whether it be my cooking skills, my knack for hunting down a bargain, or my ability to balance our checkbook, my dear husband will gush to you about what a great job I do. Unfortunately, even my husband would be forced to admit to you that there are two things that I am absolutely hopeless at: Gardening (my husband refers to my potted plant and herb attempts as “science experiments”), and Baking.