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my favorite conversation from today:

daniel walked in from faithfully taking the dog out. always serving, even in the smallest of ways, he asked, "baby, would you like the door open, or closed?" i put on a pretty darn goofy voice and replied, "i love you, please!"

=)

sometimes i feel like i'm so thoroughly contented that i'm jealous of myself. even though i don't think that's humanly, or grammatically, possible.