See.” I grinned up at him from my nice, warm bed and said "What do you see?" And my husband, who thinks he lives in a musical, burst into song, and to the tune of "Do You See What I See?", sang the following: Do you see what I see? My wife doesn’t love me very much She won’t bring me my lunch My beans My rice And tabasco sauce If I miss it, what a great loss If I miss it, what a great loss My god, I love that man. The whole time he sang, I rolled around on the bed and laughed. He’s so damn funny sometimes. Okay, I’m off until Monday. Go back and read some of the old stuff if you miss me that much! Have a good weekend, y’all. —–]]>