Early this morning our friends left for San Diego, then Japan. It was sad enough, but then, when they were walking away from our apartment, Johnny said, "Bye, Butters", very quietly and his words trailed off.
Sad.
When I walked back into the apartment, I thought I could find my way back to bed without turning on the lights. That's how I found myself face to face with our bookcase.
Sad.
This morning on my way to work, I was late (surprise) and so I brought breakfast with me in the car. A loaf of whole wheat cinnamon raisin bread, eaten piece by untoasted, unbuttered piece, driving along Scenic Highway.
More funny than sad.
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Oh man. That is sad. But not your job!!!! I can't wait to hear about it! Is there a store website I can check out?
One time I was running late for work too and thought it would be a good idea to grab a slice of whole wheat bread and eat it in the car. Well, I chucked that nasty thing so hard out my car window. I was mad. You can barely swallow an unbuttered, untoasted piece of American bread. That's one thing the French got right.
I agree, especially about untoasted whole wheat bread....gag. I might be able to choke down the cinnamon raisen one...but only in a desperate situation.
this morning I was late and ate half a toasted, unbuttered wheat bagel in the car. we have so much in common. I'm sad your friends left.....SORT OF!!! because they're coming to me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! woo hooooooo! go Team Japan! maybe this is God's way of making your hus want to come here :)
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