DAMN IT!
We just finished dinner, washing the dishes and who breaks a glass and bleeds on the carpet!?
ME. grrrrrr
My finger is fine; no emergency room is needed, but I feel like a dumb ass! Jason is now vacuuming the kitchen to get up the remnants of his lovely winery collected glass that I just killed with my "bull in the china shop" spirit. So much for romance...
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