Love: The heightened state of all emotions

Herein lies my completely chaotic postings about the delights and delirium of family living: Steve, Sarahbeth, and our three little Spazettes. I write about anything that spills out of my brain, so it's not always that interesting. Also note: If you require complete sentences from your authors, this isn't the blog for you. If you're still here after all the disclaimers, welcome to our little section of the world. It's a great place to live and be.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

"They're just muscular"

I have really big cheekbones. If you've noticed it, no worries. I've not sensitive about it, so you can make fun of my chipmunk-cheeks all you want. :)

Current Facebook profile pic at left, as Exhibit A of my Big Cheeks.

I said to Steve, when looking at this picture: "Goodness, I have big cheekbones. It looks like I have cheek implants."

Steve, trying to be a reassuring husband: "I love your cheeks. They're not chubby or anything. They're just...muscular."

Even writing this here, I burst out laughing again. "Muscular cheeks"?? Goodness, I love this man. It needs to be part of the permanent file of ridiculous things said in our family, although there's hardly a shortage there.

Aren't you glad you wasted 2 minutes of your life reading about my chipmunk cheeks? :)