29 March, 2004

Too Painful to Touch

...so I won't just yet. Instead, a series of He Saids.

"Balloon flowers for the Playwright!"
(thank you)

"I don't know why I thought you were single."
(two kids and a wedding band, that's not obvious?)

"It'll be warm tomorrow. You can wear sandals."
(mmmm.... my favorite)

"I've got your video, and I have a prezzie for you, too."
(damn fine one, at that)

"I'm proud of you, kiddo."
(always a goal for me)

"No, Cyb, thank YOU."
(say again?)

"Hey, Beautiful."
(hey, Beautiful, yourself)

He Said, He Said, He Said ...flattering, all.

But no single comment more welcome than this:

"What kind of tea would you like, honey?"

Whatever kind you're making for me.

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