Picture of the Day

We'd just finished a bunch of housework; in the heat of upstairs, I'd removed my shirt. Now? I was on my couch, eating cold pizza.

mgrasso: "Your shirt's off, your hair's up, you're so comfortable in your own skin... you have a breeze coming in the window, you're petting your cat... your life is good."

Me: "It really is."

mgrasso: "You just look really good right now."

Me, half-joking: "Take a picture!"