January 25, 2012 @ 9:20 pm | Filed under: Assorted and Sundry
Me, at the end of a discussion: “Well, that’s what you get for marrying an optimist.”
Him, eyebrow arched: “That was inevitable, wasn’t it? I mean, only an optimist would have married me.”
“…wake to the wonder of this grass”
Sometimes I Wonder
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April. It’s April. It’s APRIL.
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