Wednesday, March 16, 2011


It all started in our kitchen after dinner. We talked, we joked, we laughed and we worked together to clean the counters.  I reached to put the parmesan cheese in the cabinet but my fingers let go a little too early. The can landed in the pot of beans that I had left uncovered. Bean juice splashed everywhere and I mean everywhere. I stood there puzzled and soaked. Peter laughed.  He then proceeded to remind me how messy I was. As he wiped the floors, walls and counter he gave the usual speech. You know, if you would slow down this wouldn’t happen…You are the messiest person I know… and on and on.
I laugh because I know he is right.


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