Thursday, August 27, 2009

playing horse.

i wanted to be a housewife, but i ended up being a
horse.

it is hard to keep a 28 foot trailer looking shipshape.
and while i am good at tidying up, i often neglect other, more arduous tasks.
like cleaning the fridge.

if this were the 50s i'd get the belt.

i also don't do anything like sew or give my boyfriend a haircut.


instead of an apron, i have a bridle.  although i do love a cheap merlot in the afternoons.

1 comment:

  1. Bring back the biff in the household I say. A bit of tough love, just a little love tap and then a hug and they get back into line.

    All part of creating the penultimate 50's nuclear family.

    Fission or fusion?

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