You Break-You Buy!

Oh remember my last post when my hunny went fishing. Well the clock kept rolling by and I worked myself into a panic. I had not heard a word in many hours and he was not answering his cell phone. So, I called the Forest Ranger & The Police. Needless to say I was frantic and full of tears. I imagined terrible things and visioned my life without him.

When he finally walked in the door with a big grin on his face (Yep he was catchin' a bunch of fish!) it quickly faded because once I knew he was fine and dandy, I was hotter than a two-dollar pistol!

Oh Baby my phone broke so I could not call you. hmmph!

So the next day he takes my cell phone to run errands and to purchase him a replacement cell phone and guess what? He Breaks MY PHONE!

So the very next day, I start a job and ask him to do a few things around the house. He broke my stove! And my computer! I am not joking one bit! I was livid!

If this keeps up the next thing to be broke....is my pocketbook!