Monday, November 09, 2009
It was nice to see you again last night, it's been a while since you visited. I know, we pass each other at the store quite often, we nod and say hello. We don't chat much any more - but that's a good thing. Really, it is. We've become more independent.
So when my husband brought you two home yesterday, well, it was nice to see you. And yes, you were as tasty as ever. I managed to only eat a small serving, not even the usual half a cup. And luckily, DH managed to polish off everything else, while I refrained.
But listen, do me a favor. I know that DH invites you home every time he sees you. I know that he says you just jump into the grocery cart, but I know he really invites you to jump first. But the favor - as much as I love you two, you really don't need to come visit every time DH asks. Really. Occasionally, you could say you have something else to do, somewhere else to be. You could decline. I know you have a life and other friends and other interests - so please, tell DH not today. Not this week. Just occasionally, as in once a month or so.
Because you two are just very difficult to resist, and some days I just can't - you know what I mean?
So I'll see you two for Thanksgiving, but please don't come over until then.
Hugs and kisses, Phebe