Love Is...

Your husband knowing that your *custom* konigs fit/look better on you than any of your other boots.

Without telling him.

Because you're wearing your boots while you sit on the couch.

And watch Jeopardy.



And even though you have other boots.



He can still tell that the exceptionally large percentage of his paycheck that went toward those beautiful, beautiful boots - is worth it.



That's love.

Or maybe enabling.

But probably love.


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