Where you'll find a quirky (sometimes amusing) outlook on every day life. With occasional flashbacks to the 1980s. And non-award winning original photography. Mostly I'm here to amuse, enlighten and misinform readers.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Hello Lover
Hello lover.
You and I go way back. We've had nightly dates for years. Decades, even. I've known you longer than I've known my husband and my best friends. We've been through a lot together. Perms. Tapered jeans. College. Gestational diabetes. Twice. That was our roughest patch together. Well, besides the brief affair I had in 2001 with Breyer's All Natural Lite Vanilla.
But you forgave me for that. Because you're perfect.
Sorry. Got caught up in staring all dreamy-eyed at this photo. Ahem. Fanning my red, flushed face. Okay. I've calmed down and I'm back to normal now.
I have a bowl of Breyer's Natural Vanilla ice cream almost every night. Have I ever mentioned that? Sometimes I skip my bowl because I eat a super later dinner and just don't have room. Other times I have a nasty cold. Or the flu. Ice cream just doesn't sound appealing when you are horking up a lung. The body is a funny thing.
My Breyer's is never nude. He's always well dressed with this guy.
They are quite a good lookin' pair.
Notice this is no ordinary bottle of Hershey's syrup. It's the Hershey's syrup + calcium. Didja get that? Plus calcium. 'Cause I'm a health nut and all.
Hmm … I just noticed something else in this photo of the Hershey's. The bottle is sitting on my kitchen table. More precisely, on a filch of crotch.
Nope. Not even that knowledge will stop me from enjoying a date with the boys later tonight. Pin It Now!
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