How do we have the same dinner for 23 years in a row and you seem to NOT know that I hand wash my great-grandmother’s china and crystal …
Double the work for me when my husband ‘helps’ clean up after our holiday dinner. After he is done, I must go and unload the dishwasher of the crystal, china, and silver, and then hand wash those items.
23 years now. 23 years we have been doing this, and he STILL loads them into the dishwasher?!!!
Timing is Everything by M.S. White
Some other time,
I would kiss the back of your neck while you read the newspaper,
she said with her beautiful mouth.
But not today,
because timing is everything,
In another place, she said,
I would put my hand on your knee as you played your guitar,
watching you enjoy sharing your heart through your fingers.
If our time was right,
I could breathe you in when you fold me into your arms.
timing is everything.
I can’t gaze into your eyes in the morning light.
You can’t put your hand on my hip as I make us coffee.
I can’t love you.
Because timing is everything,
she said with her sad smile.
I watched her later as she sat, laughing and holding his hand.
She tossed her hair and gazed into his eyes.
She rested her hand on his shoulder as they talked.
I ran away to keep from rushing over to take her in my arms.
Because, timing is everything.
There are a couple people in this world that are perfect for us,
her perfect lips told me.
The trick was to be free when I met you.
But timing is everything.
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