Methinks I've finally discovered
the secret . . . the secret of why
I'm a tad heavy and my counter
part is not . . .
If he has a beer, he leaves about
an inch in the bottom. This is the
way it's done in polite society
in Mexico. Sometimes, I think
he's more Mexican than German!
We open a bottle of wine, we
drink half and he's inclined to
leave it for another day. My way
is to finish the bottle just in case
it might sour, you know!
He always leaves a tad of food on
his plate, also a Mexican custom.
He'll say no to seconds and I'll
say yes to thirds, if I really like
the dish.
On the other hand, when we go to
the grocery store, he buys double
and I buy single. Let me just say,
he eats well all month and I do
some pretty bizarre put-togethers!
I like to top off the gas in the pick
up and he prefers to wait until it's
running on red . . . Still, opposites
attract and it just might be why
we get along so well! Who knows?!
opposites attract
different makes for spicy
love me the odd ones
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