If your house is anything like mine (yes, ladies, I’m talking to you), when my husband’s around, I have no control over the remote control. I don’t know why it’s even called a control. I never have any. Well, my – ah – better half is away and I thought, “Great. Now I don’t have to miss commercials if I don’t want, or I can watch just one show at a time and not see various channels flip right before my very eyes. I can watch sports without hearing how the umpires are blind, and I can play Jeopardy and be the one in the room that wins for a change!”
For one fleeting moment, I thought I was in control. I guess I was wrong!
SOMETIMES A GIRL JUST CAN’T WIN!
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Dear Bliary 