We're in the car this morning, pulling into the Wal-Mart parking lot. I'd been flipping through radio stations and started to punch past one when Blair said, "Oooh, that' Steely Dan," so I let it play. For about 1 minute. That's all I could take. Twang-twang-screech-twang-screech. I reached over and changed stations.
"Sorry," I said. "That just goes to the base of my spine."
Blair heaved a sigh. "I know, sugar," he said. "Anything that brings me happiness goes to the base of your spine."
♥ The dude cracks me up. ♥