My Man

When Jeff picked me up from school today, I was in a foul mood. All the ride home he tried to cheer me with a variety of song selections from his iPhone. Finally, he sang out his own on-the-spot-created jingle which I joined him in repeating for the final moments of our drive: "Some days are flour. Some days are salt. Some days are sugar and together they make a cake." His songs - even little rhymes - when applied with love, never fail to remind me of truths that I near-sightedly miss. Oh, and doesn't he look like such a trooper out snowshoeing this weekend?