Feet Don't Actually Taste Very Good At All  Every married couple
has some thing they like to do together, and my man and I?  We
like to walk.  Oh, now, I have to admit that when we first got
together, we did a lot of walking, and then the kids came and we
made new friends and we went through that whole "hating each
other" phase, and then we didn't walk so much.  In fact, we'd go
months without.  But as we've grown older, and the kids have,
too, we've fallen into a nice rhythm.  We set the time aside for
each other, and we are finally really able to enjoy our walks
together.  I used to be a really slow walker.  I am, truth be
told, really slow at most things in life.  I don't even wear a
watch; I'm just never in that much of a hurry, you know?  The
Donor is a much more efficient walker than I am, for sure.  He
walks tall, takes long, powerful strides, makes each step
count.  Me?  I start with a bang and then I'm all FLOWERS!  and
SUNSHINE! and BIRDIES! and then I realize I've wasted all this
time and energy, a