Making breakfast this morning for Doug. As I work at the stove, he tells me, "You look like Rachel Ray! She is a nice girl!" It must have been the knife while I was chopping because I am quite sure the night shirt and woodpecker hair would not meet national television criteria!! I have not seen Rachel Ray, but if she is a "nice girl" and I remind Doug of her, what's not to like about that??
Just another of the many little stories that make living with Doug a joy. When you're around Doug, it just reminds you that the rest of us make life way too complicated most of the time.