From Real Life

You know, my sweet heartbreaker, you sometimes outdo yourself when I would have thought that further sweetness would not be possible. Lovely is not doing you justice. And I feel like a fool at times for seemingly saying the same things, words, expressions again and again. Wish my native language were English. Words will never do you justice in my book, as you said, in any language, incidentally, does Uri exist as yet in real life? Does Julianna? I love the senario, of course, predictably. You KNOW you can let the big X's out of the bag any old time, how about leaning against a nice friendly tree, a softbarked one and then let the world go by for a while. That's when the macro sizes would be appropriate and the only other time for them is at all other times. But I must have you there, can't kiss myself very well. So, if you are convinced that the children can be left safely in the play house (without having one of us there to babysit) I will take your hand(s) and inwardly whisper to my heart: 'See I told you you would get lucky and happy yet! ' Although, I wasn't really all that optimistic at times. What kind of berries would suit your taste and how far would we travel?