Your presence is not welcome.
Tis the season, you know?
I have things to do.
We have places to go.
Every time I turn around, there you are…you and your gift.
I did not ask for this.
In fact, I said no thank you, or I would have…had you bothered to ask.
You were rough in your delivery.
Hence the mess.
Do you really think…
I will encourage this trespass?
This token of your affection?
This nasty dead mouse
on my driveway??

I see the cheshire grin, mister neighborhood cat.

So be it.

I have a lovely grin of my own…as I let loose my dogs.

About attraversiamodarmaz

Midwestern girl who loves big city shopping (note - do not love high heels of any kind) * hate to say that first because I fancy myself a yoga chic too who is into feng shui and a minimalist life but it's just not all true!* I do forget to recycle* LOVE reading and music and most things crafty (the idea of them - very fickle and creative urges come and go faster than light or sound)* Grand chef and baker in my own mind and kitchen - love to mix and match recipes for a glorious new concoction* Gardening would be very successful - I have a flair but short attention span can cause casualties* True bliss is my home filled with three beautiful children (four on the weekends - an amazing Goddaughter)* did forget to feed the beautiful children lunch once when they were too small to remind me* can't find socks for all on some crazy mornings* I'm a learner who just can't help it...a writer in my head, and a college instructor for a half dozen classes a year* can't help my right brain optimism* been a foster mom* am a very grateful mom of adopted children* worst life moment: leaving the E.R. with an empty baby carrier* this is me...pretty much
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1 Response to Please.

  1. mama says:

    You make yo daddy proud, DarmaZ!:)

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