We are a cheese and bean burrito
I don’t know what they are pumping through those air vents at school, but last night Lee was in a silly mood after class. [He's just going to love that I called him silly instead of some manly word like, um..I don't know any manly words, so insert your own.] He called me on his way home to ask me if I wanted him to stop and get me something from Taco Bell.
And then he had an epiphany. He said, “You know, if we rolled up in a blanket together we’d be a cheese and bean burrito.”
“Um…ok.”
“Yeah, you know? ‘Cause your bean and I’m cheese.”
Seriously, did they spike the Diet Pepsi in the vending machines at school?
I love it when my hubby Marty does something goofy. I think it’s good for the soul, especially when it comes out of left field like that.
When we were first dating my mother would call him K-mart. It drove him crazy. It stuck for a long time and even today she’ll still call him that.