Sunday, August 11, 2013

Puritanical To The Last

Call me Griselda.  My virtue has been questioned, unjustly.  It's a good thing I read Chaucer at school.

Though I must confess, there's a flaw in my virtue: I don't cut the carrots small enough, and sometimes I use a washing-up bowl instead of the dishwasher.  A slovenly spouse, indeed.

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