Sexy Sauce

There’s an image on my phone of John working in the daylily beds; I find it sexy; and I’ve told him as much. This morning, he was taking pictures of a flowering tree at our office, and I rolled down the window and said, “Wow, that’s a sexy view.” And I meant it.

Through the years, I have heard John return the sexy comments when I’m disheveled, hair in a messy ponytail, and in washing the dishes kind of moments. I once organized the Tupperware drawer and John remarked how sexy a move that was.

Perhaps, dirt and dish soap make up…