For Better or Worse

This is my husband's look of frustration. His look for when things out of his control go wrong...and he had every reason for this expression the past few days.

Monday morning my car tank was bone-dry empty (it had been that way for a whole week!) so I took his car to work instead. As a result, Josh spent half his day pushing a dead car and hitching rides to the gas station and back. Oops

THEN on Wednesday evening, after spending an hour grocery shopping. Josh asked for the keys as I frantically searched my pockets. I had left them in my purse...which I had left in the car. It wouldn't have been so terribly bad if that was the only key. After an hour of attempting to break in ourselves, we finally paid $35 to a locksmith.

Needless to say, Josh was a little frustrated with me. But he was a super trooper and we were able to laugh it all off.

And don't worry, he still loves me...I asked.