Laughter and Sunday Dishes

I have two totally different things to talk about. Hence, the title.

I'll start out with three facts:
1) I'm very particular about visual aesthetics, layouts, fonts, colors, etc. I don't know why, I just am. There is one font I think is extremely overused and I can't stand.
2) I don't like to be serious. I know sometimes I have to be, but I just can't take it for very long. If someone doesn't make a joke sooner or later, I'll have to.
3) I'm really good at keeping my kitchen clean and hate dirty dishes in the sink.

So, Larry wrote me a very heartfelt and sweet letter for Valentine's Day. He paired it with some pink Oakley's, of course. The letter was perfect, it was what I needed to hear. He told me about all the things he loves about me, he got me all involved and even choked up. Then I read the last sentence, "I love that you hate this is written in comic sans." Moment over. But that's why I love him, even when he tries to be cheesy and serious, laughter usually ensues...it's the best.

Yesterday was one of those Sundays. The one's where I come home from church and feel completely exhausted and have a headache to boot. I did make dinner when I got home, but I didn't do the dishes. I typically don't on Sundays. I just don't have it in me and it's supposed to be the day of rest, right? Funny thing is, Sunday is generally the day we'll get "stop-by's"...Home Teachers, friends, family, etc. So, if you've ever stopped by on a Sunday, my kitchen usually looks much better. Don't judge me. I regret my laziness every Monday morning, but quickly get over it before next Sunday. My friend that was along for the ride with me yesterday said, "Mormons should have an eighth day." I totally agree.