So, the other day, Josh gave me a present out of the blue. For no special reason. As I've mentioned, I have a pretty sweet husband. He gave me an apron.
I really do like it and I was way excited, but I feel like I shouldn't. I think I've spent to much time being indoctrinated by feminist English teachers at college. I mean, it's so 1950s - symbol of oppression, or something to that effect.
But, hey, it does make me feel like one hip housewife.
I LOVE it. I think it looks great and the fact is that he probably heard you say something to the effect that you were tired of getting your clothes dirty when cooking or doing dishes or he at least abserved it and being the sweet, yet practical guy bought it for you. I think it's endearing!
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