rootbeer float

September 6, 2012

Dean was so sweet tonight.

It was his futsal night with his friends and he didn’t want me to stay home alone at night, so he sent me to my parents’ house and picked me up after.

“You know what I was thinking during futsal just now?”


“That it’s so late at night. I’m married now and I should go pick up my wife and be with her.”

Then he gave me a kiss on the forehead and gave me a loving hug.

My heart = melted butter on the floor.

“Awww you boring old married man, you…”

Then he made me a root beer float and we watched TV on the couch.

No wonder people get fat after marriage.