Clees and I had gone to Ranch 99 to buy some last minute shrimp and crab. As is the case after every weight lifting class, I was itching for a treat. While waiting in line, Clees encouraged me to go over to Sheng Kee and get me a pineapple bun. In my hand I only had three crumbled dollars plus change. He said sheepishly, "I'm dying for a boba milk coffee." Since he said he planned to work all night, I went straight past the bakery to the teahouse him a boba treat. I love my husband and how else to show this loving when you only have enough cash for one thing.
Anyhow Clees is off to Albany Bowl to hang out with the bros. Where is my bun!
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