Chips passing in the night

Was thinking of writing about this the other day, when I realized that M and I just pass each other. He's home, I'm not, I'm home, he's not. Just passing each other. Say hello and goodbye at best. And then on the boat today when Barbie brought some chips, and told me to take them home, I got this brilliant idea. Chips passing in the night. HAHAHA! Sometimes I'm very easily amused :)