The Truth, As I See It

Today my main man and I went on an impromptu date while the kids were in school.

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As we were driving from one of our hot spots to another, and were stuck at a red light, he pointed over to my left and said, "I poured the cement for that sidewalk."

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(he drove a cement truck for the first little bit when we moved here, until he found something else)

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I looked over, checked it out, and well.... it looked like any other sidewalk I'd ever seen.

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I said in this fake voice, "Oh my, it's lovely, you did a really good job," then I giggled and added, "As your mother would say."

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And he did as he always does, and tried to hold back laughter. And when he tries to hold back laughter, his nose does this little flair thing that I love.

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It looks a lot like this picture, the one I have on my side bar. Here he's getting a picture done and I'm poking my head around his shoulder, he refuses to laugh, so his nostrils flair.

See?

(This picture was taken at his Mission Farewell)

So he holds back laughter, but I am not. I am so proud of myself, laughing it up.

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He says, "I'm trying to think of what YOUR mother would say if it were you."

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I said in a fake voice, "Anitra would have done a much better job."

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Oh mother!! I am just kidding!!! I totally was joking!!

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But do you think Anitra could pour cement better than I? Do you? :)