I feel like all I write about anymore is all introspective and borderline sad. So, to cleanse my palate, I will tell you about my husband’s comment after a particularly delicious dinner at a Mexican restaurant.
My Guy: “That was awesome. Put those extra chips in your bra and let’s go.”
Ladies and gentlemen, my husband. Who mostly married me for my purse, and the fact that most of my clothes have pockets.