Monday Evening
Monday evening Rob and I were sitting in a bar in Manhattan with Jared (Rob’s best friend) and his friend Jesse (who is one of those people I liked immensely within three seconds of meeting). I sneezed, and everyone said “bless you”, except Rob.
“I never say it on the first sneeze,” he explained, as I sneezed again.
“There’s always…” he paused as I sneezed a third time.
“…another one or two.”
He grinned at me and I grinned back.
“Dude,” said Jesse. “that’s love.”
Rob turned to me and said, “Bless you.”
Then Jared and Rob did kareoke.
Mommmm
30 Jun 06 at 4:03 pm
Wow – Rob looks like he’s singing his heart out! Bless You, my dear child, even when you don’t sneeze.
Amber
1 Jul 06 at 4:52 am
Mom… are you taking pope lessons… “bless you my mother, too.”
Mommmmm
1 Jul 06 at 2:54 pm
Pope lessons???? LOL! Too funny. No, just plain old “blessings” to you, my dear.