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.
14 hours 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. :)