Got home early from work while Khoa was still at basketball practice with the elementary school kids. Had enough time to finish his “Happy Anniversary” sign, clean the living room, and do dishes. Khoa came home, saw all of the things I did to surprise him, then in a very relieved voice said, “oh good, I thought you were cooking because I could smell some kind of food outside. I’m glad you didn’t.”
Hehe, happy anniversary to the love of my life! Don’t worry, I promise to stay out of the kitchen for the rest of our days together. Here’s to another 50+ years of your wonderful cooking and my voracious appetite.