Wagamama Monday...

Jenn over at APR asked us to think about what we treasure this week

which got the old brain matter overheating a bit

I started thinking maybe it was an opportunity to show that

I am a little deeper than a shallow puddle

but at the end of the day I really am as shallow as I suspected

which is just fine and I am quite happy being puddle girl

I could, and probably should, talk about all the things I am grateful for

and my family, and great friends and all that

and they are awesome... like awesomely awesome

but it wouldn't sound quite like me

because I tend to show my love with a bit of light taunting

sprinkled liberally with a good old fashioned teasing

probably because I treasure people who don't take themselves too seriously

Which is just as well with my life because it is anything but serious

I like that Sinus makes me laugh every day

and still tells the same unfunny jokes after 20 something years together

still asks me to pull his finger and that he laughs until he snorts things through his nose

at the lamest jokes and tv shows every made

That he takes such joy in hiding from the poor dog just so he can jump out and scare him

and I end up yelling at both him and the dog to go and play outside as I am trying to get dinner

because it is endlessly hilarious to run around the kitchen apparently

and that both Sinus and Mushu fall asleep together on the sofa and snore in unison

 every single night

I treasure that Phantom is not a snotty teen and instead is so bloody random

that I never know what is going to come out of her mouth next

that I may walk past her room and see that she is sitting with a model of a brain in hand

while she reads Shakespeare to the dog

why the brain you may ask

well because she was reading the world's dumbest dog Hamlet's soliloquy

and didn't have a skull and figured the brain was close enough

and why does she have a model of a brain??? well doesn't everyone

the brain is ok, but the pregnant pelvis is just freaky ... like really creepy freaky

and don't even get me started on her psycho eating habits

the random bizarre questions, the current obsession with listening to Russian chants

and her ability to move so quietly that she could creep up on a ninja

and scare the bejeezus out of it

But all these joys aside

I treasure that I can go and have lunch with Sinus on a Monday

at a yummy noodle place like Wagamama

and he lets me have the last gyoza

we fight over the edamame and about him stealing my drink

and always end up eating the good bits off each other's plates

all while we laugh and catch up and talk rubbish

and have a good old  fashioned gossip

So today's paintings are all about our lunch on Monday

Wagamama and edamame and the condiment box

all treasures in their own way... xx

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