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The Little Typos

 
Today I am thankful for the little typos that make me go crazy over certain men. 


Okay, not men. 

Right now, it is over a certain guy. 

I'm going to try to keep this post going so I can keep track of all the little typos that makes me grin.

See,,,I have typos too. 

The typos make me grin because he is the one making them.  The singular subject "he" makes me grin.

Here are two, as promised. 


1.)  I type "Hmmmmmmmm", to indicate thinking. 
      He types "hum."
      In my warped view, it feels like a command to play the skin flute. 

You know, I wonder, if they make kazoo lollipops anymore?  That is what I want for Christmas (or even Halloween).  I want something sweet to hum into that will sing something back to me for my efforts. 





2.)  When he is angry, frustrated, or upset he types "of coarse." rather than "of course". 
      I want to give him a back rub and soothe out all the pain.

One of the hottest things about men, is that they have so many different textures to explore.  The male side of the species are definitely works of art.  There are different textures and different tastes.   Ah....for the most part, it can be delicious.   I have to qualify that a little bit.

The trick is finding one that you can talk to when you're in public spaces and don't want to annoy other people.  It is hard to find a man that stimulates interesting conversation when the blood is circulating around your brain.  Those intellectual connections are darn near impossible to find.

Maybe I'm luckier than usual now. 

*****

If I see any more that I can share publicly, I'll consider posting them here to remind me why I am also thankful that my hot water heater is wonky and I have access to ice cubes.

I could just buy a diary and keep it by my bedside, too.   Maybe I'll have happier dreams doing it that way. 

I don't know.  I can try. 

I guess that the point of this post is;

no matter who you are

be yourself whenever you can. 

Your quirks, nuances, and mistakes are hot to someone who loves and adores you. 

Love ya,

S. 

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