One Long Run-On Sentence
I had a lovely snuggle moment this weekend when, after much running around and spending far too much money on specialty food items (fancy cheese, artisanal bread, real prosciutto, a spot of gelato) and hanging about at Saturday Market followed by a quick trip to Powell's for cheap porn for the Kinky BookCrossing Challenge, the Squeeze and I took a bit of a rest on the couch where I worked a row or two on a lovely softsoftsoft laceweight violet merino wool scarf while he read me selections from "Down and Dirty Sex Secrets" by Tristan Taormino (previously published as "Pucker Up").