Ok, everyone knows I love coincidences. I think they’re instances of synchronicity in the universe brought along by energy/spirit/etc.
Here’s the latest.
I made chili yesterday. A few years I decided that a good man should know how to make a good chili (I make the kind with meat/turkey, peppers, beans and tomatoes (and other stuff). I aspire to make the southwestern version with just meat and peppers. The Green Chili.)
Anyway, here it is:
I added some Chipotle sauce this time. Definitely richer. And between that and the jalapeño, poblano and cubanelle peppers, it had a little spicy kick.
So I was texting Mona about the chili. I wrote that it was spicy. She hadn’t responded yet so I was in the middle of writing that it was making my nose run, when….
She texts “Nose” then she typed “Nice” because the “Nose” was an unintended typo.
Waitaminute… I was in the middle of writing about my nose when she accidentally writes the word “nose”?