A proposal

It is common practice to ask your partner's father for his daughter's hand in marriage.  I feel it is only fair to continue certain practices in my humble life.  Therefore,

El Bura I am hereby asking for your permission to marry your Egg Salad recipe.  I would be true to it forever, love and hold it close to me (perhaps a little too close) for as long as breath crosses my lips.

Think about it

Burro

The Current State of Affairs

Spring is here, although winter is still occasionally poking its chilly fingers into everyone’s business. I haven’t put away my winter coat yet because I fear the worst – the springtime snow/hail storm.

I am totally, utterly, broke. These bank account statements feel somewhat reminiscent of a more despondent age of alcohol-induced spending and too many late night zataars. But not to fear! I do have a job, which I love, although I worry that I am currently working (un)voluntarily. I am considering collection agency interference if the balance in my bank account does not change on Thursday.

But on to the most important part: Burro and I went CLIMBING! Oh, what a wonderful feeling. And the sounds: the clink of gear against your legs, the ragged hiss of the rope chafing against a poorly threaded bolt (sorry, sorry), the tinkling of a little spring stream merrily finding its way down to flatter ground. I am certainly no audio connoisseur, but the acoustics in that canyon were stellar.

Plus, there were no bugs. Have I told you, Burro, that I am a bug magnet? Likely due to my sweet-flavored temperament in the mornings.

So, all-in-all, I am perfectly and contentedly happy with the current state of affairs.

Funny

Funny how a simple breakfast with Burra can make me so happy.  Sharing eggs and crossword clues is all I need to be the happiest donkey on Earth.

thanks Burra