About a half-hour ago, I called yarbiedoll to see if she wanted me to bring her anything when I came home for lunch:
drmellow: When I come home for lunch, would you like me to bring you anything? yarbiedoll (sleepily): No, that's OK. But you can get something for yourself. drmellow: Are you sure? yarbiedoll: Where are you going? drmellow: I might get a Fish Filet from McDonald's. yarbiedoll: Oh! If you came home with a Fish Filet, I might be jealous. drmellow: What if I went to Wendy's and got a Junior Bacon Cheeseburger? yarbiedoll: I don't think I'd be jealous. drmellow: OK, so you want a Fish Filet? yarbiedoll: No, but I'd be jealous if you had one and I didn't, so if you get one, you should get me one, too. drmellow: OK.
About ten minutes later, my phone rang:
drmellow: Hello? yarbiedoll: I just woke up a little more and realized that if you came home with lunch from just about anywhere, I'd probably be jealous. drmellow: OK, so what would you like me to get you? yarbiedoll: Oh, anything I like from wherever you end up going. I'd just be jealous if you had some lunch and I didn't. Wherever you go, just think of me. drmellow: I am so blogging this. yarbiedoll: It won't be nearly as effective without my sleepy accent.