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July 27, 2005
Love means never having to wonder if he's had a burrito again.
Yesterday was my dear C'pher's 34th birthday. The pic above is from our SF City Hall wedding last February. For those of you keeping score, yes I have a favorite person ever and that person is Christopher. Sorry, Mom!
One thing I love to hear about is what Christopher has for lunch every day. I can't say why, but knowing what he had for lunch makes me feel the very real presence of my love for him and his for me. Crazy, I know, but true.
How's this for a theory: If you're wondering, "I love them, but am I in love with them," think to yourself "What did they have for lunch?" If the answer is "I don't care," you might not be in love. Not enough to base a relationship guide on, I know, but hey.
Posted by kyle at July 27, 2005 4:38 PM
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I had never thought about it that way, but it works. When I read "I don't care" as a potential response, I thought, "I would never say that! Of course, I care!" Sorry, I couldn't make it last night I was wrestling with a dress.
Posted by: Nicole at July 27, 2005 8:42 PM