My wife and I flirt like crazy when we cook together. Food and cooking is something we love and have a blast doing it together. Sad when others can’t enjoy something so basic.
This is us. We operate perfectly as a team and we each function as an extension of the others body. We just synchronize so flawlessly that we’re basically dancing around each other in the kitchen.
I feel so fortunate to have finally found someone I mesh with this thoroughly, but I live in perpetual terror that she’ll be taken from me suddenly or unexpectedly by accident or sickness.
My wife and I flirt like crazy when we cook together. Food and cooking is something we love and have a blast doing it together. Sad when others can’t enjoy something so basic.
This is us. We operate perfectly as a team and we each function as an extension of the others body. We just synchronize so flawlessly that we’re basically dancing around each other in the kitchen.
I feel so fortunate to have finally found someone I mesh with this thoroughly, but I live in perpetual terror that she’ll be taken from me suddenly or unexpectedly by accident or sickness.
And then there’s my wife who could probably find a way to burn Jell-O. Sigh.