For the Gents on board (ladies, feel free to read, but consider this a 'MAN'S THREAD')
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Guys...Like me, it is 'That Special Time' for your partner, your best friend, the one that makes this big ol'goofy life worth living...the one YOU would immediately die for.
Yea, YOU know who I;m talking about - YOUR 'better half'; YOUR 'Walking, Talking, Breathing Mattress'.
The Wife.
WHATCHA GONNA GET HER?!
Was she 'naughty'? Or, was she 'nice'?
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I'm gonna drag MissyDWolf taHell with me - probably leaving toniight, best I can tell.
I really didn't sleep well at all, last night - constantly up and down. It was 'the dreams'; they were absurd and funny; I actually decided to just say. "I can't take this anymore!", and woke myself up.
Anyone that has woke up laughing knpw you end up belching for an hour, as you get youir breathing back in sync.
Anyway, it's all her fault, that's all there is to it.
I'm EXHAUSTED!
She ain't gettin' sh*t, other than a 'Hard Time'.
Had me up at 4 A.M., out in the biting cold, but that was o.k.
We went shopping until 8 A.M., getting groceries for the forthcoming 'Invasion of the Food Snatchers' (our Pups).
She spent a ton of money, which is very unlike her.
"But...I want an 'Old Fashioned XMAS, this year, Hon!..."
"That's fine! Then let's pretend we are BROKE, just as we were back then! LEAVAMYWALLETALONE! LET THE MONEY LIVE!!! PRETEND IT AIN'T THERE - THE 'OLD FASHIONED' WAY!!!"
Fell on 'deaf ears', doncha know.
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It is now 7:30 P.M.
At 2 P.M., she informed me we were going to move my office into the next room as she wanted my office for the 'Kiddy Kristmas Korner' (no no no ....ain't paintin' 'KKK' on the door).
I've been moving heavy furniture and rewiring the heck out of both rooms since then - THIS post is proof positive the wiring went without a hitch, but, well...both rooms look like an 'F4 tornado' tore through them, killing everthing in sight.
I even tossed my computer desk out in the back, in our BIG pup's area...and AidenWolf went right over and 'claimed it' - pissed all over it. It's no longer coming back inside.
I have used muscles I forgot existed, today. I've been in and out of the biting cold, constantly, wearing t-sh*t and sweat pants. I forgot to get beer for this abortion, doncha kniw.
This is ALL MissyDWolf's fault.
And, other than the Pups coming up, she actually had the audacity to toss me a hint of what SHE would like to find under the tree, or trainwreck, or whatever comes of this mess...
'Santa' always surprises, doncha know.
She's gonna get a wet turd.
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What are YOU GENTS getting YOUR 'BELOVED'?
------------- X <sig.nature> "What we do for ourselves dies with us, What we do for others is and remains immortal." - Albert Pike
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