last night ben told me he didn't love me.
but i'm pretty sure that this morning, as soon as he realized that i'd bought him honey nut cheerios (special treat....called "mama was grocery shopping hungry) at the market, all the love returned.
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About Lindsay
Foreward (By an anonymous, bossy friend): My friend Lindsay is a witty, insightful, honest writer and I'm forcing her to start a blog. I think that the stories she has, the life she experiences and her outlook on most things is worthy of being shared. She is quotable. I quote her a lot. She is funny. I laugh out loud at the e-mails she sends me. Post #1 here is an e-mail she sent me. Oh, and Sweet Ben is how she refers to her first born, a big source of her happiness and inspiration for many of her more recent stories.
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