**RING!!!**
Simon: Hi Sweetheart.
(I have call display at work.)
Amy: Hey Si. So, what time are you getting home today? Still planning on leaving early?
Simon: Yes I am; pretty soon I guess. Why, any reason in particular?
Amy: Well, Dex has fallen asleep on the couch since he refused to go to sleep in his crib, and I've changed his bedding but I had to Febreze his room after he puked last night and his sheet is downstairs to be washed but, uh, could you take it out back when you get home and hose it off first? I don't want the chunks to clog up the washing machine.
Simon: You don't want Declan's puke chunks to clog the washing machine?
Amy: Right. I would, but I almost lost it myself when I was changing the sheets since the smell was so bad.
Simon: Well, how could I say no?
Ah, the joys of being a good husband...
And So It Goes!
Posted by: wil | Wednesday, 02 November 2005 at 02:32 AM