It worked out well for me that the Friday that found me restless also found Liz back in Michigan. Because then I called her up, made her drive over to GRR, and took her to the beach.
The beach was pretty cold, so then we got chili dogs and hamburgers.
Later, tulips and merriment in the kitchen ensued.
Hey. It's sunny here. I'm going to go read outside.
YOU STOLE LIZ FROM MN! I command you GIVE HER BACK.
ReplyDeleteHey! Y'all have had Liz for like, two extra years. It's my turn. Please don't make me get all King Solomon on your asses.
ReplyDeleteI love Liz so much I would let you cut her in half.
ReplyDeleteI love Liz so much I would NOT let me cut her in half. Geez, Jeano, cutting-in-half love isn't real love.
ReplyDeleteWhatever. I get the bottom half.
ReplyDeleteI want to read a blog with content that's just you two writing to one another. I'd like subscribe and stuff.
ReplyDeleteAh, thank you. My favorite Jeano conversation of all time went down in summer 2006, as we were watching a Food Network show on the origin of nachos, and it went like this:
ReplyDeleteMe: Jeano, let's invent a food.
Jeano: Like what? Crackers.
Me: Uh, no. Crackers are already invented.
Jeano: Well, I'm out of ideas.