The other morning I got out of bed early to water my plants.
"What is wrong with me?" I thought as I unwound the hose. I proceed to talk to myself as I watered my cute little plants, and the patch of dust that will hopefully eventually be grass. Then it hit me..."Nothing better EVER happen to Gregg or I'll wind up a crazy lady that talks to herself while she gardens." That's right, if something happened to him I'd bury myself in my gardening and my cats. No that's not right, cause I really don't like cats. A dog; I'd have a dog. A big, cuddly, slobbering mutt. That's when I realized...
When I grow up I'm going to be Wheezer.
(For those of you who do not know who that is hide your face in shame.)
"What is wrong with me?" I thought as I unwound the hose. I proceed to talk to myself as I watered my cute little plants, and the patch of dust that will hopefully eventually be grass. Then it hit me..."Nothing better EVER happen to Gregg or I'll wind up a crazy lady that talks to herself while she gardens." That's right, if something happened to him I'd bury myself in my gardening and my cats. No that's not right, cause I really don't like cats. A dog; I'd have a dog. A big, cuddly, slobbering mutt. That's when I realized...
When I grow up I'm going to be Wheezer.
(For those of you who do not know who that is hide your face in shame.)
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