at 3:30am this morning , as the wife is getting ready for work (don't ask):
me: dude. i can't believe it. it was just the two of us in bed all night.
wife: i know, eh? how did you feel?
me: a little weirded out, to be honest.
wife: yeah. you looked uncomfortable.
me: really? how?
wife: you were hugging yourself, like this. [crosses her ams on her chest like a vampire.]
|just because the pink poppies |
in the coop gardens make me happy.