It's 9:30pm, and I realize I'm PMSing, which, as all women are aware, calls for chocolate. So I head out the front door in sweats and a tee shirt (when did it get cold?!) for RiteAid, where I delightedly discover that Riesens are buy one get one free! I think the big guy upstairs was smiling down on me tonight. I head home, and I see a thousand [rather humorous] words in a single moment.
As I pass the building just before mine, I notice a man hovering in the doorway, about to enter. He is standing still, holding the front door to the building open with his left hand. His head is down, chin almost touching his chest. He looks bloody miserable. I can't imagine why, until I come nearly even with him and see what he's holding in his right hand: a bouquet of flowers. Dude's getting ready to walk in to some serious warfare. I almost laughed out loud right there in front of him. Poor fool is definitely on the couch for a week.
And that's all I've got, folks.
Siempre Buscando,
Sarah
1 comments:
What a great moment. And the chocolate? Just makes it complete and satisfying.
I'm not all about telling people what the word verifications are, but this one - it's "boing." And that is worth sharing.
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