Sometimes I forget what Brian and I wrote to each other, and then I’m flipping through old texts for something else and I start laughing. This gem is one I found this week, from when Brian went to get sandwiches before the Redlands Christmas parade.
Me: Are you alive in there?
Brian: Barely. I’m still waiting for our food.
Me: Sounds good. I just wanted to make sure you didn’t run off with some hot blonde in a Christmas sweater or something.
Brian: Kettle cooked or regular?
Me: I prefer my blondes kettle cooked. But you know, it’s up to you.
Brian: Umm… I just wanted your chip order.
So basically, it’s never boring at home. Also, I think I’m hilarious.
Casey E. Hamilton 