Laying on the couch tonight, I put my left foot in Darren's lap and told him, "This foot loves you." In other words, rub my foot, fool.

For whatever reason, Darren had to check and see if it SMELLED like love. He smelled it and said, "It stinks."

"Seriously?" I was, understanably, in a state of disbelief.

*Sniff* "Yeah, it smells like cheese."

"They're new socks. Maybe that's why they stink."

*Sniff* "No, they definitely smell like bad cheese."

Also, I just got goosebumps from watching five minutes of a Made episode. AND tonight I bought perfume from T.J. Maxx.

That's all. I hope everyone is having a wonderful week.