I love watching Joe clean his tools.
It makes him feel manly.

I love Napoleon.
I really do.
He is just adorable.
Joe says Napoleon likes me more than him.
I am glad.
=]

I love talking to sister missionaries.
They make me feel happy inside.
Especially when they are Tongan (or Polynesian in general)
and they know the "pretty song" I talk about.
And I can say Kau Kau, and we can laugh.
I love waking up in the morning and realizing that I am spooning with Penny.
Not Joe, but his dog.
It's cute really.
Waking up and seeing her cuddling with me.
Precious.
I love aebleskive.
Oh my goodness, have you ever had one?
Go to Danish land.
Eat them.
Love them.
They just very well will make your life better.
I love this conversation:
Joe: Mary, look away from me. Look at me. Away for me. Look at me. Look at Napoleon. I'm a man.
I love the Walmart clown commercial.
Have you seen it?
It will make you smile.
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