Last night I was in my sewing cave my face was so close to my project as I was in deep concentration clipping the tiniest renegade threads when Barry jumped out from the hall and scared me....he was highly chastised for scaring a woman with scissors in her hands. So.....an hour later or so I crawled ever so carefully to the living room where he was transfixed on one of his beloved TV show...I had a plan, but kept having to delay it for getting tickled thinking of scaring the liver out of him for pay back. I had found a stem of wheat left over from pumpkin decorating....so finally I stopped laughing in the shadows and crawled to behind his recliner and stretched my hand and the wheat stem over the back and ran it across the bald spot on the back of his head. He jumped and slapped his own head....oh my gosh I was dying! I will never plan such without visiting the restroom first....it was a close call.
Posted on: Thu, 09 Oct 2014 22:49:01 +0000
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