Two nights ago, eating dinner on the back porch, sun setting low, warm food in our bellies …
Me: “Why do you love me?”
Corey: “Because you’re sweet.”
Me: “NO I’M NOT!?!”
He knows I’m not sweet. At all. That is not a word anyone who knows me (and knows me as well as HE DOES) would use to describe me. Or use as the reason why they love me.
Then, commercials like this come out and we roll on the floor laughing because the truth is revealed. All. men. are. the. same. And, yet that’s why we love them so, right?