I heard the crash and knew what it was immediately. After the roar, and the heavy thump, I ran into the living room and found my antique globe shattered on the wooden floor. My world in a million irreplaceable shards. So all did all I knew how to do. I followed him in the kitchen screaming like a fish monger's wife. That wasn't enough. My words and my reason and my tears were just not enough. So I took a swing at him. I smacked him full on the back of his head, right where the goose egg from last weekends tumble protruded from the back of his skull. Still not enough. I turned my back on him as to have the last say in the matter. Naturally he chased me. Hit me. Go ahead and hit me. I even curled myself into a tight ball and tucked in my chin making myself a target. Take your best shot at my back, you bastard, I'm not going to run.
But run I did. Sometimes a couple of states can make a world of difference.
Monday, March 27, 2006
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I am worried about you. What's going on Munkay?..I had hoped u had an email account I could write to u with but u didn't have one posted on here. Please let me and/or your blog friends know how u are ok....if you have a moment, contact me on my blog PLEASE
It appears that no word from the munkay was not good. I was wondering where you'd gotten to and what was going on...
I miss your comments over at my place. Try goin' a couple a more states and show up at my door step any time, Ok?
Tea and sympathy and even a cookie or two - not to mention maybe even more…
I'm thinking there's more than meets the eye- more than anger over a broken valuable. I, too, have missed reading your words of wisdom. Please let me know somehow that you are breathing and not smacking things.
Naw kids, don't worry bout me. It was hubbies thick head that was hurt. By now that man should know better than tell me what to do. The boys and I headed for the hills for spring break, and are currently chasing bison, mountain climbing and cow punching. Pictures to follow.
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