Greetings from Spockgirl Musings, where logic rules, but the frailties of
human nature, genetic inadequacies and hormonal imbalances wreak havoc.

Monday, March 5, 2012

The day I call someone "honey"...

"... That'll be about the time that you'll see garden gnomes in my yard."

(Sometimes the stuff I say in conversation is way better than what I write here.)


DaveO said...

Yes, dear.

Spockgirl said...

Oh... if I ever get to the "Yes, dear" stage? Anyone in the general vicinity had best run for cover.