last night (just before seeing the Hunger Games), i was telling a girlfriend about a ridiculous incident that occured this week and as i told it, i realized it was my favorite moment of the week. you see, i have always had a special love of sitting on kitchen counters. so, there i was talking to nicholas in the kitchen (sitting on the counter), when i decided to grab some nail clippers to take care of a possible ingrown. anyways, next thing you know, i'm trimming my toenails onto the floor when nicholas says, "samannnnttthhhaa..." uhhhh, what? as i consciously realized what i was doing (is cutting toenails on kitchen counters not normal behavior?) he just laughed, gave me a kiss, and said, "i love you!" and that my friends, is yet another reason why i know this relationship is meant to last. the end.
