Saturday, April 27, 2013
This morning, my bass player sent me his transcription of a piece of my music. I had trouble saving it and printing it. I tried to no avail for several minutes. Then I asked my husband to help. He was able to do fairly easily what I just couldn't. Afterwards I thanked him profusely and gave him a passionate kiss. He was very happy to receive my praise. And while he was helping me, I made sure to ask if it was a convenient time. I strive to never ever take him for granted. This is the sort of thing that can keep our romance alive. I treat him years later like I did when we first met.