Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Play to the whistle

It takes me a little while to get rolling in the morning, and my coffee-swilling comedian of a husband routinely takes advantage of this fact. Example one, this morning's exchange of good-bye wishes:

Chip: Have a good day.

Me: You have a good game, too.

Chip: Did you say good game? Okay, you may be taking this Team Botanical thing a little too far.

As I made my way down the back stairs, he let out a "Ready, break!" and gave me a football player-worthy smack on the bum.

We are all about the romance.

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