the best spam mail of the day
Brenda@ng57ixc493.com sent me an email entitled “You are a dream date.”
Yes. Yes, I am.
reason #57 for loving Tad
Lately Houston’s had a few cold days. Cold, to us, means 35 degrees Fahrenheit.
When it gets cold, Tad and I have long discussions about how much we hate the cold, the fact that we could never live Up North, how much we love Houston because it’s usually NOT cold and how much we hate hearing people from out of town bitch about the heat.
Then we get under the blanket and hold each other and sob. We sob tears of shared petty judgment and joy.
