Philippa is a completely different person! I don't know what they did to her at that spa on Saturday, but she is relaxed, confident, hopeful, cheerful and gorgeous.
I mean, she was gorgeous before the weekend, but she now seems to be radiating a glowing gorgeousness from every single pore. I would say maybe she's pregnant again, because it reminds me of the early stages of pregnancy so much, but I very much doubt it's that. I certainly hope it isn't!
Her happiness has improved my mood greatly. It's a bit sad really, that my emotional state is so closely tied to the wellbeing of my wife, but I suppose that's what happens when you're hopelessly in love with someone.
Anyway, enough of that soppy old shit...
My cold is still tormenting me. Bastard thing doesn't seem to want to leave my hot young body. But I can't blame it really, it's turned decidedly Wintry again and seems determined not to get above 3 degrees Celsius for a while. So, if you were an infectious virus, wouldn't you rather stay in the lovely, welcoming warmth of a male human-person's innards?
I'm going to stop writing now because I really am not making sense.
Hope you have a good Monday.
RC 6-3-23
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