.......for only love would cause me to go 30 miles to get Keith Chipotle. Yup, that's what I did for my man last night around 7pm. Well, that and I got him a six-pack of beer. Even after his f-up with the boxes of my "crap".
BTW - some of you might be thinking that I was way too nice. Not so. The man got up at 5am, we had some great sex, and then he got ready for work and was out the door by 6am. Then he worked all day in 90 degree weather and didn't get home until 9pm.
Okay - the actual truth is that I really wanted Chipotle. The man introduced me to this great place (http://www.chipotle.com/) and now I'm addicted.......especially to their corn salsa. So, by pretending to do something great and wonderful for my man I secrectly full-filled my desire and craving.