Last night I dozed off in the recliner at the end of a very busy {yet productive} day. I was awoken by the sound of Donald's voice, softly calling my name. As my eyes opened {and came into focus} I saw him standing there holding two milkshakes.
"Which do you want? The chocolate or the strawberry?" he asked with a smile.
I happily took the chocolate one.
Donald then offered me the extra whip cream off them top of his and we began to devour our late night treat.
"Sometimes I just want to enjoy a good dessert with my wife" Donald said as we slurped up the last remains.
It hit the spot.
