Sometimes, Dan and I will have an exchange that reminds me of a cheesy sitcom joke. After we got home from wedding band shopping and dinner the other night, Dan went to the fridge and poured a glass of milk.
Dan: "I'm going to have milk and cookies before bed tonight."
Me: "How old are you? Hand me the Kool Aid please."
Cue laugh track.
When I realized what I had said, I doubled over in laughter. It's the small things in life that bring me pleasure.