One day Buddy and I were discussing where our perfectly happy place is or what it would be.
He tells me this beautiful thing about being together and that is his place.
I said, "Hmm, I'm not sure where my perfectly happy place is."
Then he proceeds to tell me that he knows exactly where my perfectly happy place would be. "oh, mr. smarty pants (which isn't a bad comment, cause he really is the smartest person I know.) where is my perfectly happy place?"
"On the beach, reading a People magazine and drinking a Diet Coke."
He still is the smartest guy I know.
