As I turned the corner of my street.. I noticed Vic's car was in the driveway. Was he sick? Did the free 7ft tree come to life and maime him? Did pepper hump him into unconsciousness? Apparently, he took the day off to get things done.. He didn't tell me.. Maybe he was concerned I would rush home and expect him to spend time with me.. (sigh) Anyways, I came in.. and did my normal after work routine.. ate dinner (by myself).. took a shower.. (by myself) .. and then turned on the tele to watch the fab Greta Van Susteren on The Fox News Channel.. (did I mention she and I are email buddies??) Anyway, as I often do, I fell asleep.. and when I awoke.. at about 945 ..(had to get up and see Project Runway) I came out to the kitchen and found a dozen roses.. A day late.. and the MO FO ones with thorns.. BUT he did get something for me.. I wonder which one of my friends called and guilted him into this.. hmmm.. I can hear the conversation..
"Please Victor.. Get her SOMETHING.. She won't shut up .. Blah blah blah.. Damn, I will even give you cash.."
(heavy sigh)
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