L: “You want some grilled chee…Mac n’ cheese?”
Me: “Yes, I would like a grilled mac n’ cheese.”
L: **stares at me**
Me: “Yes, it’s exactly what you think it is.”
L: **Smiles and heads toward kitchen to concoct dinner**
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I may be a married, anti-marriage hypocrite, but gawdamn! this lady’s the bees knees.
Even with sprinkles, Trill, even with sprinkles.
However, I will only accept chalky-ass sprinkles on top of that heavenly cake which one acquires from a panaderia.