The Taste Of Zink

Monday, October 23, 2006

can u spell S-W-E-E-T??

Just got home from dance class and rehearsals...
Wanna hear the sweetest thing? My hubby sAm waited for me for THREE hours!! In the waiting room! While we pranced around! Miracles of all miracles! After counting all the tiles in the waiting room and all the rooftops he could see from the balcony (our studio was at the top/4th floor of the building), and after counting his pulse for 10 minutes, he wasn't mad at all! (I think. Notwithstanding the fact that I lied to him that the class/reh would only be for two hours... Or not!) I was expecting him to say something like, "This is definitely going to be the last time" and give me a look that would make me put my head inside my shoebag. As we were on our way home ---
Sam: *whispers* You wanna know the real reason why I went with you to your studio? (which REALLY happens once in a blue moon)
Me: Because you banged somebody and you want to make yourself feel better.
Sam: *blinks* Kasi mahal kita.
Me: *flashes a close-up million-dollar smile*
Sam: How fake. *laughs*
Harhar! Thanksalot baybee! You know I love you too! muah! :)