Poor Me

It’s that time of year again – time for a trip to the IN-LAWS. ┬áIs there a scarier word in the dictionary? Sigh. It’s tough but I’m a good wife and do my best to get along with everyone. Even when they force their books on me, and insist that I lay down on the couch, I’ll just smile and nod. If I didn’t love my husband so much, I don’t know HOW I’d suffer through the beach, Bloody Mary’s and bridge.

Of course I’ll have to put up with them pretending that they don’t need us to stay an extra day or two, but I won’t be fooled. I’ll pack plenty of clothes. And sunscreen.

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