Quirky is as Quirky Does

Earlier today Dave caught me licking my plate.  Yes, when I'm home, I lick my plate sometimes...waste not, want not, right?  And besides, it was delicious!


Me:  "I know, I'm weird."

Dave:  "Let's drop the 'weird' and call it 'pleasantly quirky'."


So, tonight when we were eating at Uchi, Dave spilled some of our dessert on the table and proceeded to pick up every crumb and eat it.


Me:  "Way to be pleasantly quirky, darlin'."


And, yeah, I did so want to lick that plate...but we were in public after all...and I am a lady.

...a quirky one.

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