after a nice walk yesterday,
(in which i was entirely overdressed... four layers... what was i thinking?)
adam pulled me by the hand over to the park,
asked me to pick the prettiest leaf off of a pretty golden tree,
and held it up over our heads, saying,
"hows abouts we use this as some autumn mistletoe, johnsonly?"
"good idea, reidster," i said.
he can be purdy cute sometimes, if i do say so myself.