Eric to me
No, not me to Eric. Eric to me.
It’s a very special someone’s 29th birthday today!
The yin to my yang.
The spaghetti to my meatballs.
The peanut butter to my jelly.
The bacon to my eggs.
The mashed potatoes to my gravy.
The chips to my dip.
The bread to my butter.
You get the point.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERIC!
Also, now I’m hungry.
Not only does Eric make my lunch for me every morning…
Eric and I are discussing arguing over whether bees poop or not.
(They do.)
eating my birthday dinner all alone.
I guess I could wait for E to get home, but mama’s hungry.
Eric and I make up daily Haikus for Macho to encourage his healing.
Welcome back upstairs.
We missed you in the kitchen.
Macho lay down now.