A little love

Was eating grapes last night... which, actually, oh, I remove the skin of the grape before eating it... so this is a painful ritual, and a horridly bad habit. But definitely, it is something that makes one smile:

I was on the plane with KK, and was eating grapes. KK looks over, and goes, 'my god, woman, you are crazy' ... he also mentioned that his ex-girlfriend insisted on eating grapes peeled as well (well, so i m not the only fusspot around...). I answered, ' since i am peeling it for myself, it doenst affect you, so why shd you bother?'... upon which KK says, if someone will skin the grape for me, it would really mean that that person truely loves me. 2 things

1. KK really loved his ex-girlfriend, since he did indeed skin grapes for her :) HAHAHA...
2. Mireille really loves me, because she even skinned the grapes that we use in our salads because she knows I dont eat the skin (although she is always nagging that I am crazy).

AAhhh, a little thing goes a long way, because I felt really snug and happy. And when I am peeling my grapes, I know, Mireille really loves me. It never fails to bring a smile.

(And I will dewedge grapefruit (deskin inner wedge skin) for the ones I love...)

Of course, I have endless number of super-heros, each and every not less worthy that grape-peeling superhero, but was peeling grapes this morning :).