Flaming Out For the HOTTEST Man Ever
I left it in the refrigerator.
On the carton of eggs.
A post-it note message to my man.
For him to find.
Today is a special anniversary for MTM and me.
No, it isn’t the anniversary of the first time we had sex.
He said hello to me twelve years ago today.
I smiled and said hi.
I’ve been leaving him notes around the house. Hiding cards under his pillow. Finding new ways to try to thank him, after all this time, for altering the course of my Life.
He made fun of this effort. Sort of.
Tell me, Dear Reader………..because I suck at drawing………..does my little picture look like fire? Because MTM didn’t know what it was. Even with HOTTEST in ALL CAPS.