My husband to me about five seconds ago:
“There’s a glass in the kitchen with aluminum foil on it and ketchup on top. Don’t touch it. It’s mine.”
Righto.
A bored housewife jousts at windmills, pokes fun at everything from leg wax to Miss Manners.
My husband to me about five seconds ago:
“There’s a glass in the kitchen with aluminum foil on it and ketchup on top. Don’t touch it. It’s mine.”
Righto.
Some things are best left unexplained.
It would drive me crazy not to ask
Cathy
and the half-eaten oreo cookie under the doily on the lefthand side of the sofa is mine. don’t touch it.