Anne and I went to the grocery store this afternoon. When it was time to get the orange juice, there was only one left, and it was way in the back of the cooler.
I reached in really far to get it, and as I did, Anne began to sing the chorus from Take On Me.
If you follow me on Twitter, you already know this*, but even if you do, I'm telling you this story right now because it's a perfect excuse to point out, once again, that my wife is awesome. It is also a perfect excuse to repost the Literal Version of Take On Me, which is almost as awesome as she is.
Almost.
*and, um, a lot of other things. Like, at least 6090 things, which is why you shouldn't follow me on Twitter.