Day 21: Picture of Something That Makes Me Happy
Picture of something that makes me happy? I’m not going to show you. Because I can’t. Happiness comes from within, and I refuse to eviscerate myself to show you my insides. Nope. Quit asking. Especially you, Stephen.
But you’ve already seen — my pets and my husband bring me great joy, despite all of them being rather vexing from time to time.
Hmm. I don’t think I’ve ever asked to see your insides, Jean. In fact, I’d rather not. It’s all squishy and yucky inside. I prefer robots. 🙂
Okay. We’ll get along just fine, then. 🙂
But it sounds like something you might do, so I was trying to stay one step ahead of you. But, I see you remain one step ahead of me. Sigh. That’s what happens when I try to anticipate what a man is going to do. I get it wrong every. Single. Time.
That’s odd of you to say that because I’ve always thought women were ahead of men. Often on a different path in a different country on a different planet in a different star system, but ahead. 🙂
There’s all these different planes of reality, and we get stuck between them sometimes.
Stuck between planes … Sounds like a country song set in an airport …