My special friend

Lately, after I put my kids in bed I rummage through the cupboards for comfort food. I'm usually cranky -  grumbling internally about my zits, the cost of gas, Democrats who voted in the Michigan Republican primaries, the cost of gas, etc. I'm a real treat. And then suddenly I find what I'm looking for. My worries melt away and I can hear Neil Diamond singing softly in the background...

Helloooo, my friend, hello...

Just called to let you know


I think about you every night


And I know it's late


But I couldn't wait


Hello...
Interestingly, the Nutella sings a Lionel Richie song back to me...
 
Hellooo!


Is it me you're looking for?


I can see it in your eyes


I can see it in your smile


You're all I've ever wanted


And my arms are open wide


'cause you know just what to say


And you know just what to do


And I want to tell you so much


I love you...

We have a unique relationship - Nutella and I. You can tell by the 80s music. Sometimes my friend Nutella is the only thing that gets me through the day.

I love you, my friend. See you tonight.

And really, this is worth watching...
(So many questions...do blind people really use lamps to read Braille? How does the ballet thing work? Just how creepy is Lionel in this video on a scale from one to five? Discuss.)


(Oh yeah, I wrote another humor thingie this week. Read it. Maybe I quoted you.)