Monday, May 7, 2012

One Is The Loneliest Number


She installed The Great Wall last weekend. 

The Great Wall is a large mesh screen that makes it impossible for me to be in the passenger seat next to her in our car.  Patently unfair.  Doesn't she get that I need to be as close to her as possible (in her lap would be my preference)? 

And why does the Jack Russell get special treatment?  Why does she get the heated front leather seat? 

Love is a strange thing.  Someone hasn't read the manual.  And it isn't me. 


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