Today was my birthday. Work was quiet, generally speaking.
When I got home, Eleri had already made dinner for me. She made me spagetti. But she also made me garlic and bleu cheese puff pastries (I love garlic and I love bleu cheese. I just slumped over in my chair when I ate the first one. And I think I had more of those than I had spagetti.
So I have definitive proof that my wife loves me.