Unappreciated

There are times when I’m afraid that Jennifer just doesn’t appreciate me enough. In response to this entry in her journal, and her calling me a "beanhead" earlier this evening, I created this picture for her:

And this:

And, the piece de resistance:

…which is truly my masterpiece.

And my wife looks on these and tells me, "That’s nice, dear."

The things I have to put up with sometimes.