Another Crack-Up by James

So, Wednesday night we took a trip to Borders with Jake and Wendy to check out books and drink hot chocolate. I seriously have to recommend the cocoa trio to everyone everywhere. Go to Borders and get one. Now. It is the most remarkably delicious thing I have had in a long time. So many thanks to Wendy for turning me on to it.

Anyway, while we were there, this guy I passed in the music aisle turned and saw me and said Hi. Now, I know I know this person somehow, but for the life of me I could not remember what the connection was. He turned back to the cd he was perusing and I walked on toward the cafe to get that cocoa trio. But now I was disturbed. Who was that guy? I couldn't really go back and ask him... awkward. So... it just continued to bug me.

Later, James and I went to Macey's and it was still bugging me - who was that guy? I couldn't figure it out, so in frustration I said to James, "Don't you hate it when you see someone you know but then you can't remember who they are or how you know them?" James didn't miss a beat, he just said "Well, honey, if it helps - I'm your husband. We got married about a year ago?"

Oh James.