If you follow me on Facebook, you know the story, but why not preserve it here, too??
Frank does little things of love every so often <3
Maybe onces a month when I take a shower, I am greeted by a warm towel. I don't have to explain how awesome this is, but I am always cold, so it's very appreciated.
There's never been a mishap until now. I got out of the shower and smelled something burnt. It wasn't until I grabbed the towel on the sink that I knew what it was :(. Yuck.
I asked him what happened, and like 90% of the time, gave me the obvious answer: I burned it. Um, ok, well HOW!?
I still don't know how...
