Rapture...

... or darn near close to it.

I had spoken to big sis earlier and had asked her, if she was going out, could she pick up a burger for me. She asked me "what kind?" and I said "doesn't matter... anything beef... meat... beef...". Couple hours later there was a familiar banging on the back door... I went and knocked on the door back... this went on a few times before I opened the door.... My nephew was there holding a squarish shaped foil wrapped item in his hand... I said "ooh... where did you go?" ... He said "guess"... I said "so and so's?" ... He said "no... we went to so and so's...." Me... "ooh!".... He left with a big smile on his face. I was so excited that I closed the door before I said "Thank You" really loud so he could hear me.  Once inside, I carefully unwrapped the package... It wasn't warm... so I knew it was a sandwich... Ooh... rapture... Roast Beef... The place they went to uses real home-cooked Roast Beef in their sandwiches.  Just like mom used to make.

I was almost to the point of fullness after eating half of it... but ... then I looked at this:

... something took over me and next thing I knew... it was gone.

I miss it already.