I swear that anything can be made better with garlic, butter, and/or cream. He claims that he washes the garlic press everyday. He's exaggerating. But maybe not by much.
Life is good, stable. We get enough sleep. We eat good food. We discuss what we heard on NPR that day. We go on bike rides. We plan the vacations we'll take when we're rich and we design our future home. We talk about how we need to blog and then we put it off some more. We practice ping-pong & he announces that I can beat any girl now. Or maybe I announced that. But life is good and we are happy.
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