This morning, Paul and I had a rare moment to chat, with coffee, alone. He had just finished reaching down and scooping up our little Jiminy with his big hands. He was petting him. I asked him if he loved Jim. He did agree that Jiminy was a nice addition to our family. This made me love Paul even more.
After work, I headed to the casino to meet one of my besties. We chatted the night away, quietly. There was a lot of laughing. My cheeks (the ones on my face) hurt. Nothing says friendship more than, “feel my scar”. “WOW!” “ Now feel MY scar”. We then laughed at the ridiculousness of feeling each other’s scars.
We never did make it to the casino. We did have a great dinner, with great conversation. Cherish your friends.
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