Lovey: I think my aunt is making those sausages that you like.

Me: Okay.

<five minutes>

Me: The ones in the sandwich with the onions and peppers?!?!?

Lovey: <laughing> Yes.  Which ones did you think I meant?

Me: I don't know.  It took a minute to register.

Lovey: <more laughing>

Me: Man, I love those.  I'm full and I'd eat it right now anyways.

Lovey: <laughing again> You're not full.

Me: Yes I am.

Lovey: <near hysterics> No, you're not.  You had a piece of toast.

Me: Oh yeah.

I totally forgot that I didn't really eat when I made breakfast for them.  I am officially a mess.

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