It's a Special Gift
I sit in my driveway with Dan's engine running. I'm about to back out and head for Scone. I pause to draw a big breath. What was my parting effort??? I did the dishes before leaving, carefully washing the 4th last wine glass as I did, thinking that I must not break it.
What happened next? I give the glass the slightest of brushes as I put it down in the rack. It topples over and smashes into the sink in impressive fashion. It's a Special Gift that I possess. Domestic Goddess??? Not on your life...
What happened next? I give the glass the slightest of brushes as I put it down in the rack. It topples over and smashes into the sink in impressive fashion. It's a Special Gift that I possess. Domestic Goddess??? Not on your life...
You need more stale glasses hope all goes well, keep in touch.
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