A while ago Doug came up to me and said he had something to say, but that I needed to listen all the way through and take it the way he meant it. Not always the best start to the conversation. He then proceeded to tell me that sometimes at night when he is in the den and looks out he thinks he sees me in the kitchen.
Well, it isn't me he is seeing but this guy...
What?!? He thinks I'm a blood sucking vampire???
He knew this would be my reaction thus the reason to listen all the way and take it in the way it was meant to be taken. See I've lost some weight and to him the size is about right to be me and without his glasses that is what he thinks he sees. Guess I should take it as a compliment. He thinks that something half my size is me. Not bad. :)
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