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the other day, J and I were driving through a state park on a winding narrow road.
I mentioned that I was hungry, and he said “stop the car.” I looked at him confused because there was nowhere for anyone to pass us if they needed to. he persisted, “stop the car.”
he then proceeded to leap out of the passenger side door and gallop (I think once a man is over 6 feet tall, it’s considered galloping) through a field into a giant flock of geese. of course they ll flew away and he just ran parallel to my car while I drove slowly. after I stopped and he got back in, he looked at me with a straight face and said,
“sorry, I was just trying to get something to eat.”
got to remember the good times, too :)
