"Let's go see the Mennonites," she would say. It was just so darn cute and funny to Simmy!
Jim had been working and he'd said, "Hey, aren't you the lady with the happy blog?"
"Yes," Simmy grinned, "sweetly happy that he'd remembered her. It had been a few months since they'd seen 'happy Jim' working his 'volunteer' shift.
Simmy purchased a piece of fabric that was made in Guatemala.
Deborah bustled her out the door to the next goodwill store...
There...
An 'Amore' sign caught her eye, so Simmy purchased that, already planning how to work it into a 'story.' As they were walking down the long flight of stairs, an older gentleman was trying to walk up them. He was taking painful steps and Simmy averted her eyes when she saw his face.
Men still like to be seen as 'strong and manly' even though they may be 'getting old.'
Always wishing to bring some joy, Simmy spontaneously lifted the AMORE sign and said with a twinkle in her eye, "Here's some AMORE for you!"
The face, lined with pain, momentarily lifted in happy surprise.
It was Friday morning... as Simmy set the scene for a Valentine weekend, into her mind came the lyrics...
with no particular place to go...
That could be a great date night... Sam could take her out tonight...
Riding along in my Hummermobile
My baby beside me at the wheel
I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile
She grinned at me with a gosh-darn smile...
be less robotic because the key to romance isn't really in math...
you may have to shuffle your language of operations...
if...
while testing the properties of romance...
your goal is inclusion and nonemptiness...
then...
the key may be in your language operations...
and your computation of this syntactic...
may be the decomposition of algebraic expression...
into a more regular one...
Conversion: Simply Love
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