For lunch today the Dr. was having left over BBQ chicken I had grilled on Saturday. Since I was standing right by the drawer, he asked me to hand him a steak knife. I grabbed one that had questionable functionality. He was looking for his “favorite” and as I pawed through the pile trying to find the one that works I said, “When we grow up, maybe we can get a set of steak knives that match.”
“That will never happen.”
“What? That I will never break down and actually buy a set?”
“No, we will never grow up.”
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