Snickerdoodle
Shiny_Rock
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- Apr 24, 2008
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The game plan was to go look at rings and loose stones on Sunday.
Saturday afternoon we ran errands. Saturday evening we went to a friend''s birthday party. Late Saturday night/early Sunday morning I woke up a few times due to...ummm, let''s just say "an urgent physiological need."
Sunday morning I didn''t feel any better, but my beloved FF was doing everything he could for me--bringing me Gatorade, rubbing my feet, etc. We figured I had just gotten a hold of a bad mini-burrito at the birthday party, but then another thought crossed my mind.
Me: This is all your doing, isn''t it?
Him: What?
Me: You put something in my food to make me sick!
Him: What?! What are you talking about?! Is a fever frying your brain?
Me: You didn''t want to go look at jewelry, so you put something in my food to cause intestinal distress!
And then I proceded to tell him about how I pictured the scene in my mind.
Me: When I set down my plate to turn and pet their dog, you pulled out this shaker thing with a big "S" on the front, but the "S" didn''t stand for "salt," it stood for "salmonella"! You sprinkled salmonella on plate so I''d get sick and you wouldn''t have to go jewelry shopping. Of course, it all makes sense! We were eating from the same plate, but you quit eating before I did (hey--this girl has a hard time quitting a plate of mex-food!), I got sick, and you didn''t!
Him: Yes. Yes, that''s exactly what I did. Goofball.
And then he said something else that I didn''t quite understand because whatever he slipped into my Gatorade was starting to take effect...
Anyway, jewelry shopping has been postponed for a couple weeks due to a jam-packed schedule. However, I was given the number to a broker that will bring her goods to your home. So, I may give her a call and have her bring over some loose stones. I''ll tell FF that he can drink beer while we''re looking at jewelry, and he may think it''s a splendid idea! Hopefully he won''t catch on to exactly how dangerous this could be!
Saturday afternoon we ran errands. Saturday evening we went to a friend''s birthday party. Late Saturday night/early Sunday morning I woke up a few times due to...ummm, let''s just say "an urgent physiological need."
Me: This is all your doing, isn''t it?
Him: What?
Me: You put something in my food to make me sick!
Him: What?! What are you talking about?! Is a fever frying your brain?
Me: You didn''t want to go look at jewelry, so you put something in my food to cause intestinal distress!
And then I proceded to tell him about how I pictured the scene in my mind.
Me: When I set down my plate to turn and pet their dog, you pulled out this shaker thing with a big "S" on the front, but the "S" didn''t stand for "salt," it stood for "salmonella"! You sprinkled salmonella on plate so I''d get sick and you wouldn''t have to go jewelry shopping. Of course, it all makes sense! We were eating from the same plate, but you quit eating before I did (hey--this girl has a hard time quitting a plate of mex-food!), I got sick, and you didn''t!
Him: Yes. Yes, that''s exactly what I did. Goofball.
And then he said something else that I didn''t quite understand because whatever he slipped into my Gatorade was starting to take effect...
Anyway, jewelry shopping has been postponed for a couple weeks due to a jam-packed schedule. However, I was given the number to a broker that will bring her goods to your home. So, I may give her a call and have her bring over some loose stones. I''ll tell FF that he can drink beer while we''re looking at jewelry, and he may think it''s a splendid idea! Hopefully he won''t catch on to exactly how dangerous this could be!
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