me: You know... I realized I had no desire whatsoever to send out my usual "I have Hodgkins/I'm pregnant/I'm going to leave Bob and become an interpretive dance star" email like I usually do.
It feels empty, Bob, that space where being a shit used to reside....
gru: K, well fill it up with joy and teddy bears or something? :-)
me: Can it be kittens instead of teddy bears?
gru: That's fine
me: I'm sated.
me: How many kittens can I fill it up with before you get mad when you come home and find them?
gru: I don't know, sweetie.
me: Okay. It is now a SCIENCE EXPERIMENT!
(no kittens were harmed in the having of this discussion)