Shhh...it's Bath Remodeling Season, and my husband is hunting for his wife to come and help him.
That's why I'm hiding in here, blogging. I'm such a good wife. I deserve an award for avoiding work so well.
Olive Garden, you say? Why yes, says I. Sounds delicious.
Wait, I think I've been found out. Dang it! Back to the grinding stone I go.
Kelly (sigh) Out
("I guess things like ladies and hands don't matter much anymore." Oh, shut up Carreen.)