Me: “Who is your favorite President?”
Little Miss Thing, age 5: “Did a president write Romana and Beezus?”
Me: “No, that was Beverly Cleary.”
LMT: “Then I don’t like any President.”
Me: “Who is your favorite President?”
Little Miss Thing, age 5: “Did a president write Romana and Beezus?”
Me: “No, that was Beverly Cleary.”
LMT: “Then I don’t like any President.”
Some observations from the Martinsville Kroger tonight:
1) I should never, ever, ever shop after skipping lunch.
2) February 18th seems a little early for Easter candy.
3) I’m going to try $4.99 wine. I’m betting I can’t tell the difference.
4) I always park farther out in the lot to save the closer spots for elderly folks, but apparently my love of humanity ends at about 5 degrees Fahrenheit. You’re on your own, Grammy.
UPDATE: Yes, I can tell the difference between $4.99 wine and the good stuff. Blecch.
Me: “It’s been a long day. Let’s stream some Star Trek. I’ll make popcorn.”
My Wonderful Wife: “Sounds lovely.”
Me: “So… What type of wine goes best with popcorn?”
WW: (pause) “Coca-Cola.”