Your Wit Astounds Me

Last weekend Bello and I went to Nevada City for Cornish Christmas. There was a side walk vending place called Just Nuts. Bello bought some Hickory Smoked Almonds that are really good.
The next day, Bello’s mom and I were in the kitchen making our Christmas gifts. Bello sits down at the breakfast bar and starts munching on the almonds. Bello’s mom mentions the aroma of our sweet smelling gifts and my gifted and talented mouth blurts out, “All I can smell is your nuts.”

Yep.

I made Bello’s mom choke on her Merlot.