Standing barefooted absorbing the cool concrete floor. The day was beautiful, sunny with a light breeze. Relaxing in the solitude of our domicile, I hear my lady, Miss Betty Crocker call out “Hey! you going to keep a lid on me all night?” There we stood, the two of us, holding one another. Sunset reflecting off the plastic spoon containing Rich and Creamy Milk Chocolate Frosting. I knew our relationship was coming to an abrupt end hearing that scrapping sound. Needless to say, it was not a subtle breakup, but she asked for it!
Yummy for my tummy,