Day’?s Verse:
My lover has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices,
to browse the gardens and to gather lilies.
I am my lover’s and my lover is mine; he browses among the lilies.

Song of Solomon 6:2-3

SwirlMy amazing husband has made a Google Map of the routes we took over the weekend. It covers most of Massachusetts and includes some delightful details — the Hairpin Turn (carefully labeled on our AAA map), places we ate, places we got stuck, etc. I spent at least half an hour looking at it, somewhat astounded by the details. Check it out, seriously.

On a totally unrelated topic, why do women as a gender like chocolate so much? You always have the exception, but by and large offer a woman chocolate and (unless, as is actually likely, she’?s trying to lose weight) her eyes’?ll light up and she’?ll love you forever. Why is that? Offer a guy chocolate and he might or might not take it — more likely to take chocolate as a candy bar than just straight chocolate, too. Is there some hormonal keyhole in women for which chocolate is the perfect key? Or is this societal training at its best, stamping the vast majority of women with the syllogism that women love chocolate, I am a woman, therefore I love chocolate?

4 thoughts on “There and Back Again

  1. um. this thing keeps linking my moms blog. sorry. its not my homepage.

    speaking of my mom, she does not like chocolate at all.

    im trying to think of a dude that really likes chocolate in that way that some women do. i cant think of any. but i can think of a few guys who have an emotional attachment to red meat. seriously. for valentines day girls should get their boyfriends a box of omaha steaks.

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