Best. Ever.

My Beloved goes on business trips from time to time. Usually they are short - a day or three - but sometimes they are longer. We catch up by phone while he is away and I have learned over the years to expect little presents to arrive sometimes, as well. Occasionally, a florist truck will arrive with a bunch of cut flowers for me to arrange - I worked for several years as a floral designer and he knows I like to keep my hand in.  

Other times, I will find that he has left some little goodie or a sweet note around the house, or has recorded a loving voice message on the answering machine. This time, one day after he left, I received a mysteriously heavy big cardboard box packed with a styrofoam cooler inside of which was a whole lot of ice packs and two entire pounds of Nueske's bacon! 

Best. Bacon. Ever.

I squirreled it away in the freezer to save for his return, when we will bust out one of the packages and have a feast. And, when I'm feeling a little lonely, I just go look in the freezer to get a warm, fuzzy glow. Almost as good as hearing his voice on the phone.

Best. Husband. Ever.