When you get to your favorite restaurant and your favorite pizza sits in front of you, you immediately dive in knowing you are risking your life with the possibility of suffering third degree mouth burns with no soda in sight! Soon it will be all over, but the memory will live on, for a few days, as the sores in your mouth heal only to resurface when you lose to the temptation of fresh from the grease pit steak style french fries.
"The rain is going to stop tonight. So, where do you want to go tomorrow? More importantly, who do you want to be when we get there?"
If I get up then I'll have to do something. I think I am safer lying here with my left shoe not quite on while watching the dust fairies dancing in my window light.
"Do you remember when we ordered 5 things a while back? Well, 4 of them arrived (one is on backorder). Turn around and I will show you!"
"No peeking!"
