Last spring, I met this gal, and I knew instantly that I had found the one. We worked together all of last year, and she was the best ever, in my opinion! I spent many, many hours with her--in the wind and rain or in the bright sunshine, on the good days and the bad days. We made a great team! Those days I will always remember as some of the most awesome in my young life.
But alas! It did not last. This was my decision, I must admit. I have decided to move on. But as I look at her picture, I wonder if I made the right choice . . .
Because, you see, I realize that she is just as beautiful as the day I met her . . .
So, um, anybody want a mower? http://seattle.craigslist.org/oly/grd/4893475867.html
(Yes, this was supposed to be a Valentine's Day joke being that I am not at all a fan of your typical "tragic romance", but I didn't get the chance to post it till today) ;0)
(and I should also mention in my defense that when you name something and then spend a whole summer riding around on it, you do naturally get kind of attached . . .) ;0)