When we got home from work I was feeling a little blue. So when Tim decided to lie down for a little while, I decided to join him. Resting my head on his shoulder I sighed and, angling for a little bit of sappy romance said, "Tell me something happy."
To which Tim, without skipping a beat said, "I got some Sunchips and ate them. They made me happy."
That, my friends, is poetry.
1 day ago
Regular or the Harvest Cheddar?
ReplyDeleteBecause if it's the regular flavor, it's bloody BRILLIANT poetry, but if it's the cheddar, not so much.
Darn it, now I have to go get a snack.
Aw, that's beautiful hehe!
ReplyDeleteAwwwww...it's the little things, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteBret - I am assured that they were the regular flavor.
ReplyDeleteRach & Michelle - it is indeed the little things. :)