This morning, Jarod and I were on the couch relaxing after our weekend ritual of stuffing our faces with kolaches, when I randomly asked him, "If I die, will you wear my wedding rings on your pinky finger?"

"Yes."

"What about on a chain around your neck?"

"Yes. Will you wear my ring if I die?"

"No, I'd pawn it."

Tonight, we ate Veggie Heaven for dinner, and GOD I LOVE THAT PLACE.