my twix.

Josh didn't bring me home a new diamond ring, or an Ipad, but he brought me home a king size twix for our Anniversary. I never expect anything big from him, that's just how we were raised, the little things are the most. Even if our parents had the money to buy us something big we always got something little. I hope that I can teach Addy girl that lesson. (I don't know how I am going to get around Uncle got a dirtbike for his birthday once though.) So he told me I could have the entire thing to myself so after dinner I ate half of it, which is two sticks and then two sticks were left. I was playing around with Addyson, who took three steps, and kept doing that all day and falling on her face, now thats dedication, and I went to get my last two twix, the ones I was going to enjoy and savor. What ya know? They were gone. For a minute I thought I ate them. I was like there is no way. I looked in the empty container and I took the wrapper to Josh and I was angry he ate the last two, I was going to enjoy them, since he said I could have them all when I offered. Little stinker! In a way he just saved me 110 calories. Or more. I better go help him pack his seabag, this could be the last night for a month or two I get to see him. :( Poo. lovely Anniversary night eh?