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| Something is Amiss by � biidsis She woke grumbling and stumbling, catches a glimpse of herself and considers making �bedhead� the new fall style. Her radar up, she realizes something is amiss. Eyes narrowed and scanning, she moves from room to room. Hmmm, hubby�s bathroom, toilet seat is up, she corrects this and adds misdemeanor to her list. Kitchen, crumbs on the counter and trash begging to be taken out. Two more grey hairs pop out. She heads for the living room with her cup of coffee and stumbles over hubby�s huge Nikes. Picking them up she heads for the trash, realizes they are too big for the over flowing trash and remembers the cost of said shoes. Putting them next to the bedroom door in hopes that hubby will also trip on them, she returns to her coffee. Sipping this nectar, she spies hubby�s hint �dust me� written on the TV screen. Interesting, two more grey hairs sprout. Felony. Good thing he works nights, maybe she will be calm by the time he wakes, maybe not. She staggers back to the kitchen grumbling out loud. Time for breakfast, hmmmm�.chocolate popcorn, yes that sounds good, calming and nutritious. Yes people she has PMS and hubby is telling himself �run away, run away�. Mwaaaaahahahahaha (Note: Chocolate popcorn is possible; consider the got chocolate milk commercial) With Love, Dontmesswiththebearinthemorning |