Love means understanding

Some men would bring you flowers when they know you've had a bad day. Mine brings me flowers when things are going well. He brings me vodka when I've had a bad day. Which is why I'm marrying him (because he understands me, not because he keeps me drunk!) What can I say? After the expletive filled day I had, sitting down with A with leftover meatballs and White Russians was delightful!