03 May 2003 ~ The precursor to International Pickle Week...

I fell asleep last night reading "Villa Incognito."

To clarify, I fell asleep at three in the morning, after an unsuccessful struggle to stay awake to read "Villa Incognito."

Whether or not this has anything to do with this morning's events, is anybody's guess.

I woke up very horny. So I poked Jake in the arm. Jake muttered. I tried a more direct tactic, and poked him in a location other than his arm. After a pleasant morning's awakening, Jake asked something like, "well, what's up with THAT?" I answered: "it's National Be Good To Your Husband Day."

(I don't know about THAT, but I do know that International Pickle Week is the third week of May. Isn't it just like this world to have one day dedicated to mothers, and a whole week for pickles?)

So I spent the day practicing to be a good wife. I don't suppose I know how to be a good wife any more than I know how to be a good girlfriend, and I don't suppose there's much difference, other than, you're sort of stuck with one longer than the other. But I sort of hammed it up a little. I went with Jake to Free Comic Book Day at Olympic Comics. I indulged Jake's insatiable desire to go to a dorky fair and look at the cool fire trucks. Hell, I even told him to get the hell out of the kitchen so I could do the dinner dishes.

...What Jake DOESN'T know is that, any day now, I'm going to wake him up with the announcement that it's "National Be Good To Your Wife Day."

ANY day now......

Nyah-ha-ha!

I'm going to bed... My book is calling me...

Love,
~Helena*