TACKLE IT TUESDAY or Conversations that go nowhere...
6:00 a.m.

Wife, in desperate need of Zicam, drags herself out of bed and stumbles into the bathroom. Wife opens medicine chest to locate bottle. Wife locates bottle only to find it is empty.

"UGH!"
>>sniffle<<>>sniffle<<>>sniffle<<>>sniffle<<>>sniffle<<>

*Kiss*

>>sniffle<<

>Click Click<

Wife returns to the task at hand, hoping to get done quickly, without further interruption, and then sneak back into bed for another hours sleep...

And, a mere 25 minutes later the wife finishes, snapping a few pictures of the finished product.

"YIPPEE!"

>>sniffle<<>

She turns to make her way back to bed, and runs into 5-year-old son in hallway, who brightly announces "GOOD MORNING, MOMMY"...

*~*Fake smile*~*

ARGH!!!