I love coconuts.  Maybe I went to college in Hawaii because of my love for coconuts, or maybe my love for coconuts started in Hawaii.  I’m not really sure, but I do know that I love coconuts.  I also married a Polynesian so it would be acceptable to regularly incorporate coconuts into my daily fanfare.  Well, that’s not the only reason.  He also looked really hot in his baby-blue security guard shirt that he wore for his on-campus job.  And every time I heard him laugh, I couldn’t contain my happiness, and he laughs all the time.  I knew I would be forever happy and after almost 13 years of marriage, I’m happier than ever.  But back to the coconut.  Not the one I married, the other, smaller brown ball of happiness that makes ordinary meals become delightsome.  Have I told you I love coconuts?  I know, I know, I’ve already told you.  So, now let me tell you some of the reasons why I love coconuts.