Monday, December 24, 2007

Where's My Wife?

When I was young, my dad worked and my mom was a mom. Everyday when I come home from work, I say to myself: "where's my wife?" When I look at the pile of laundry growing and growing, when I look at all that needs to be done, and I haven't the time or energy, I say "where's my wife?"
FOR THOSE OF YOU LUCKY ENOUGH TO HAVE ONE: THANK HER. I would kill to have one, no matter the cost. Oh, and knowing that nowadays it means actually that she does work too--you better either help a shitload or get some big diamonds for her-or both.
P.S. You didn't misread: I am a woman, and not a lesbian, either.

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