I married Macgyver.

The other day I was a bit emotional. Recent events allow me to be so I think. Anyways... I was contemplating the fact that I am slightly more sensitive than my hubby at certain times... and to be honest having an internal pity party.



Then I walked into my bedroom only to find that my laundry hamper that has litereally been hanging on by a thread in recent months had been Macgyvered. Missing grommets and pins that were terrorized by a toddler in recent years (who shall remain unnamed) were lovingly replaced by twist-tied bobby pins.



Reminding me that he shows me his love with small quiet deeds that often go unnoticed and unappreciated.