4th
McDonald’s Breakfast and him
Do you want to run with me today?
No .. zZZzzZzz
3 hours later …
Yang, I bought you Mc’Donalds. (whilst throwing his running attire all over the room)
OK. Thanks. (mildly annoyed at the sight of his stinky underpants, running vest, socks and running pants on our bedroom floor)
I then went to open the plastic bag. Sausage McMuffin, complete with Hash brown and coffee. Ahh.. perfect!
Oh Sausage McMuffin! Thank you for knowing my favourite set!
I’m your husband maa..
I went ahead with my McDonald’s Breakfast ritual. First, the hashbrown. Eaten slowly with a dash of chili sauce. Small little bites of heaven.
Then I proceeded to open the packaging of the burger. I picked the overflowing cheese off my burger and licked my finger.
Put the top bun away and squeezed a packet of my chili sauce on top of the delicious chicken sausage patty… and where’s the black pepper powder? ..
When I was about to ask him Yang, mana black pepper?. I stopped and gave it a thought.
He went out to run to keep himself fit for the family.
Was kind enough to buy me breakfast.
He got the breakfast set meal correct.
And I want to bother him with a silly issue of him not packing the black pepper powder for me?
I abandoned my ritual and walked to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Thanks for the breakfast, dear.
