Now That’s Love by Ree

I shared this on Instagram the other day but wanted to be sure to share it here too. Marlboro Man and I have been on a trip this week, and as we were driving along our path on Sunday, we happened upon a Quik Trip (best convenience store in the universe) and decided to stop.

I went to the Ladies’ room, then, upon exiting, I made an unplanned and unexpected beeline for the doughnut case. I wanted an apple fritter, quite possibly more than I’d ever wanted one before.

Oh, and yes. That doughnut case. (If you haven’t read it, click on the link. This post will make a lot more sense.)

Just as I started reaching for the door of the case, I heard a whistle from across the room. It was Marlboro Man, who was standing at the checkout counter and pointing to the apple fritter he had in a small plastic bag. He knew what I wanted, even before I did.

So from where I sit, here are the two possible scenarios:

1. He loves me and is attuned to my every need.

2. He didn’t want our road trip being delayed by another doughnut case catastrophe.

Personally, I’m gonna go with:

3. A combination of both.

Happy Friday, friends!

Love,
P-Widdle-Dub-Diddle