Taken the night before the MI...Sigh.
Taken the night before the MI…Sigh.

You know what the doctor said. Stop….I don’t….I can’t…Oh forget him. Come here“…..YEP….I’ll leave it right there.

 

It’s not my fault. I don’t think they intend for you to listen to them anyway. It’s probably more of a suggestion, (after all they had to know Merrill wasn’t going to listen right?), than it is a hard fast rule, and if I keep telling myself that, I’ll be okay….I feel terrible, but I couldn’t help myself. He was looking sexy, except for the beard which I hate, and it had been long enough. What do you want? I have a test today, and they say the best way to prepare for a test is not to study (although it helps) but to, you know, drink some chocolate milk before hand. Do you know what’s sexier than watching a man with his kids? Yep, Almost losing him….It’s Not My Fault….if loving him was wrong, then I don’t wanna be right….I mean I do but..Oh…you know what I mean.

So I have this friend at school, who swears by her method of getting an A..on the test. She says one has to, um, you know, the night before a test. It’s the last test before the final, and I could leave nothing to chance. Come on, Don’t Judge Me, just Friday I was mulling over the possibility of quitting…hell about 100 of you contacted me that day to tell me not to do it, so I must, you know, before the test if I am to utilize all available resources. Even as I write this, I can feel some of your disapproving smirks, judging me for contradicting the Cardiologists orders…but remember something…I’m married to Merrill….did you really think….he was going to listen to the doctor for a long time? Do you know how important this test is to me?

So afterwards, as I was contemplating getting a bowl of Count Chocoula, his belt went off, and I PANICKED! OMG, what’s going on? Ohhhhh, I should have never, ever done that….I should have listened to Cardio…..I should have quit school….are you okay Doll…..where’s my phone? He wakes up (yes he was asleep)…looks at the belt…it’s transmitting data…PERFECT. So now, someone in D.C. is going to see the pattern of a steady heartbeat…lub dub….lub dub….lub dub………lubdub,lubdub,lubdub….do you think they’ll know? I mean, can they tell? Probably….so the question is will I get in trouble and be arrested? Can I go to jail for this? How does one go to jail for THAT? I didn’t think to think about THOSE consequences before….”Your Honor, It’s Not My Fault. He was looking pretty good, and frankly, I had missed him. Besides, you can only grab my ass so much before I have to respond…I mean I am madly, deeply and in love with him…I NEEDED HIM….I NEEDED HIM to be normal again”…so I’m going to need an attorney I think…sigh. Okay, gotta go. While I feel you’re judging pursed lips, it’s all good….it was…all good. I’m aware that this is going to be reported….report away…so worth it….guess I’d better start studying now….Where’s Merrill? Be Blessed.

Remember you set the Tone, you ARE The Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those whom cross your path today. With you Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Monday.

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