It was fre-fre-freezing out, so he asked if I wanted a fire.
Me, being the nice girl or martyr I am said, No thanks, it's ok.
He, being the gentleman did it anyway.
After grabbing some of our broken bricks that are scattered under our deck he built a small chimney with a half lid using a broken shingle from the house so that the snow wouldn't put out the fire. Then he grabbed some cinder blocks and a piece of wood which was my bench.
It was toasty I must admit.
Kudos to your husband, for making the fire anyway! He must be a real gentleman!
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