Mid-Morning Suburbia

I had my wasabi peas and Dr. Sparkle in a wineglass (the Dr. Sparkle was in the wineglass, not the peas), and the Husband and I were sitting happily working on our computers in the kitchen together, communicating by email. I left to go sew a button on my shirt, and while rummaging through my bathroom drawer (all kinds of fascinating and useless items in there, surely there’s an extra button) I discovered some old “Texas Cedarwood” essential oil. I opened it, rubbed some on my wrists, found the button and sewed it on, then skipped back to the kitchen, smelling precisely like a freshly-cleaned gerbil cage. I’m reasonably certain I once was normal.

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