I just heard myself giving out in the wee hours of the night, to the air,
"Talk about being lonely..."
If you follow Twenty Major's site, and have read his latest blog you might have a teensy clue what I'm on about.
Oh hell...now I'm talking to you.
It's okay, I was offended by Himself earlier today and haven't let go of that too common occurrence. I'll buy some Ex-lax and fix him a pudding he'll regret without knowing why.
He'll be gone in the morning to a day of doctors' appointments. I just have to be up and dressed to deliver his ass to the meeting spot with the driver to these rounds...I'll be DAMNED if my car will sit in a parking lot all day long while I'm stuck in this house yet another day.
Enough is bigod ENOUGH.
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