Then the dog ate the turkey!

I'm really trying to be positive but really. The dog ATE MY TURKEY! Come on give me a break!

Thoughts of homicide part II

Ok, so do you ever feel like killing your son? The same son that helped you in the kitchen. But, has been playing on the computer and doesn't log himself out. Now, he sounds like a gay guy! Dude, this is truly messed up. Now, his friends know more about his mother than they ever thought they wanted to know. Thoughts of homicide run wild through my mind. Yes, it's one of those moments when you think that world conspires against the powers of positive momentum. Well, shit! I guess that's called gravity. Any way you look at it. Shit happens. Sorry Willy
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Thoughts of homicide

Yes, boys and girls the husband man must die or at least he must be wounded. Oh yeah, I did that 30 years ago. I married him! Ok, so I just want some sort of sick revenge. I know that men are supposed to be the strong tough guys who take a hit and keep going. Sometimes that same man has to take time for a small melt down. Ok, so who is there to clean up the goo after he's shot his mouth off? Mmmm? He's my friend, lover & my arch nemesis. Do you ever just feel like meeting your spouse at the door with boxing gloves on. I'm ready for that! I don't really want to hurt him but I'd sure like to make him suffer just a teeny tiny bit. Aw, what the hell? What other monster would I choose? Too late to quit on him and too soon for single life. I guess I'll just keep my mouth shut like he does for me when I'm having a tough time. I think I'll go read my scriptures. Reading them always makes me feel better.. Then I'll go and find those gloves..