Friday, Jun. 06, 2008 - 8:57 am

I am such a child in so many ways. I guess I’ll never “grow up” completely. I’m okay with that. Silly little things can make me unbelievably happy. (Unfortunately, the pendulum swings both ways and something very insignificant and stupid can make me unbelievably sad as well.)

I’m having a toasted bagel with peanut butter this morning. Let me just start off by saying that I LOVE peanut butter. The only thing that could make this breakfast any better for me would be to have a frosty root beer sitting next to it, but I’m doing pretty good with my coffee instead.

Every now and then, I dine at this sandwich place. It’s a chain. Not a corner ma and pa deli or anything but the food is really good for the kind of place it is. They have all these yummy, meaty, toasty sandwiches and they have root beer…in bottles. One day I saw that they had toasted peanut butter and jelly on the menu and I haven’t ordered anything else since that day. No matter what chain I walk into, there is always at least one employee who gets a giggle out of my order (or is it me?) and there is always one person having lunch with me that will make fun of me for my choice of sandwich.

To this I say, as I sit with a HUGE grin on my face doing the happy-song-in-my-head-dance in my seat:

“Who here is happier with their lunch than I am? That’s right NO ONE. So shut it!”

And it’s true. No one else is sitting there practically giddy with the lunch that is sitting in front of them.

But I am.

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