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Wednesday, May 28, 2003

It would have been funny if it were not nearly true
The Beaver comes home from work whenever he feels like it. I think he gets off work around 4ish then talks to his friends for a few hours, he has been averaging 7:30-8:00 PM... oh well whatever!
I used to wait dinner, then I realised once again who was being punished.... Daine.... the one who is the most loyal and loving of all. Well, enough of the boring set up. ]
It is amazing to me how The Beaver could be so important to me, but soon after the taking advantage of, the lack of appreciation...etc.. I start planning his demise... I should have guilt that I have wished him dead. I wish I could poison him and get away with it. He is of no possible use to anyone. IN FACT the world would be a better place without him in it. He has traumatized his ex wife, his children, his nieces and nephews, and his family long enough.. they love him they put up with it... I DO NOT LOVE HIM... ok I digress.
Well the digitalis came to mind (fox glove grows all over here)... instant heart attack, but it can be traced. SO I just fixed him a nice dinner and swallowed my guilt.
I brought it to him as usual. Damn I am a good maid, come to think of it!
He started picking at his dinner, then looked up at me and asked me....."There isn't something in here that will give me the shits for weeks is there?" I told him that is was fine.
I had to wonder.... is he as stupid as he looks? OR am I that transparent?
The world may never know. ; )

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