What the hell do I know?

Opinions, ramblings and rants from a dark room on the 3rd floor.

Friday, December 24, 2004

A tale of Christmas Eve...


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“It’s a red, spiral-bound notebook,” Hubby said. He’d been looking around for a few minutes and had started to get frustrated. I stood up, scanned the room and walked over to the pile of clothes at his side of the bed.

“Stop honey, you’ll never find it,” Hubby stated from the opposite corner of the room, just as I was reaching down to remove the red, spiral-bound notebook from under the pile of clothes at his side of the bed.

“Oh, really?” I sarcastically drawled, immediately followed by the THUNK of the notebook landing on the desk.

Aahhhh, to be the wife with the well-deserved, smug look on her face….

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