Or so I hope. Quinton has this week off with Marrick. In my little head I have dreams of a clean house, dinner being served (it was last night … on paper plates), and a warm bath being drawn for me at the end of a long day. A girl can always dream; I’ll update you on Saturday. I found this post, just switch woman for man and all is well.
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December 12, 2008 at 8:24 pm
Beth
I lied, I didn’t have a wife this week. I will keep dreaming.