She's Holding a Knife

I was carving corned beef out of the crock pot for dinner last Tuesday and John came up behind me with the camera. He always says, "Don't cut yourself" when he does this, so I won't startle and slip. He has a habit of sneaking up on me at Church, too, quietly, than planting a kiss on my cheek. Sometimes I can hear him breathing a second before he makes his move, anticipating the kiss and jumping into it. Sometimes he catches me completely off guard, and I jump, and blush.