A Conundrum To Be Sure...
Something is...I don't know...off. The clues are pretty random, though.
* My refrigerator is backed up with leftovers. (And not some lame leftovers, either. We're talking ham & cheese bowtie pasta!)
* The kids are milling around aimlessly. No bubble-blowing. No trips to the comic shop. They don't know what to do with themselves.
* The sound of raucous, uproarious laughter has not filled my home for days and days. The eerie quiet is starting to get to me.
* Self-injuries are at an all-time low. In fact, we're thinking about offering awards for the extended period of safety.
* But the Number One Reason I know something is seriously amiss is...
We miss you, Nate!!
posted by SuperWife | 2:31 PM
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Nate's missing? Where'd he go?
(Grumble grumble) Nobody tells me anything...
He's left us high and...well...iceless, while he is off galavanting on a vacation.
The nerve.
What are people supposed to do for cold beverages??? I mean...it's JULY for bog's sake!!
*SIGH*
I go on vacation for a few days, and I come back to a fridge with no ice, people laying on the linoleum gasping like landed halibuts, and it's all just a horror, an absolute horror...
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