Better than a Poke in the Eye

Studly Doright, the love of my life, was out of town on business most of this week. Our cat, Gracie and I miss him when he’s gone.

He called me on his way home from Maitland, Florida, yesterday afternoon, so I had an idea of when he’d arrive. Still, I could have used a little warning. You see, he surprised me as I was applying my night cream and I poked myself in the eye. Now I look like this sans muscles and tattoos:

Perhaps spinach would help.

Peace, people!

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

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