A few nights ago, my husband ran a few errands for me as I feverishly cranked out some verbage for Blood Sacrifice.
DH is a smart guy. He knows I'm a little stressed, trying to get the first draft of a novel cranked out before school starts. He's also smart enough to know that the usual girlie crap--flowers, perfume, jewelry--is wasted on me.
So what did he buy me as a just-because-I-love-you gift?
A Monster High Ghoulia Yelps doll, complete with a neon pink brains-shaped helmet for roller-blading. (For those not initiated on Monster High lore, Ghoulia's parents are, of course, zombies.)
I have the best husband ever!
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