The husband is home. After giving me a quick kiss that missed my lips by a few inches and making a phone call to someone, he went to bed. Never noticing that I had spent the last day ensuring the house was clean. Never playing with the kid who had been wishing all week he'd come home and play. Getting a whole hell of lot more sleep than I was going to get.
Why did I get married again? Oh yea, to get a better deal on the taxes.
Monday, January 22, 2007
Happy Homecoming
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3 comments:
Awww... *HUGS* I would kiss you if I was closer! *Smooch*
But I had to LOL at your tax comment as Jake is sitting across the room from me doing ours... LOL
Hugs! Woo hoo - Heather is handing out smooches!
Isn't that why we all get married?
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