i am super negative about lots of things right now; so i just won't talk about it. the only silly good thing i have to relate to the world of blogs is that mike loves poptarts. he get's cravings like a pregnant woman does, i am not even joking. the other day he suggested we go get some. after i laugh for an eternity we go to the store and grab some along with other really random things. we are standing in the check out lane and mike looks at the cart and says,

mike: 'wow, we really did buy a lot of random things today.'
tam: yeah, like poptarts.
mike, in the most serious tone anyone could ever put on: poptarts are amazing.

it's honestly not that funny, but for some reason the way he said it coupled with the look on his face i almost died, seriously.