smith101's Journal

You’ve heard of RA - rheumatoid arthritis. Well not only do I have that but now I have RB! That’s right Revenge Backfired! I got a major case of it.

Speaking of cases I did indeed make my furry faced hubby’s pillows devoid of them and I also short changed the foot of the bed on the hubby’s side in attempts to gain revenge from the case of the teddy bear snatcher. Could we say bad idea homer?

I was happily typing away in the living room and he decides to go to bed before me. "Ah ha!", I say to myself with an evil grinch like grin. This surely will result in a most rewarding howl from upstairs.

So I sit and I wait. I wait and I sit. I tap my foot patiently. I tap my foot impatiently. I look at the clock and nothing has happened in 30 minutes from when I heard the bedroom door close. What the?!?

I decide oh well he is probably keeping mum so as to not reward my efforts and no doubt will we ensue in a blanket pulling war because of them as well. And I type away for another hour or two before heading to bed myself.

I go up the stairs with my silly grin on my face expecting to see some pathetic existence in the bedroom due to my revenge efforts and what should I see but one furry faced hubby on my side of the bed! With my teddy bears! All snugly and happy and oblivious to the cold coverless "his" side of the bed!

The smirk falls from my face and drops fast to the floor as I realize I’d been had by my own devices! I can honestly say at this point the smirk is having a harder time getting off the floor then I do.

Now some may say just wake him and inform him to go on his side of the bed. But alas this is a man that can sleep through a nuclear bomb! I kid you not my ferrets have held a dancing party on his chest only to dance wilder as his snoring increased!

I may have enough faith to move a mountain but this man is by far much much bigger then a mountain! Not only that this mountain had secured all four of my stuffies in some fashion or another within the confines of his limbs!

Limbs greater and stronger then a big ol’ oak tree. Pout. Pout.

So I went to the closet and obtained pillow cases for his pillows. Tugged and pulled the corner of his side of the bed into correct alignment. And then horror of all horrors I had to resort to my second string entourage of teddy bears to support my achy body parts.

Granted second string is nice and they are a wonderful crew but they aren’t the first string. The only thing that really compensated for it was his side of the bed even though with clean cases had the distinct fur face smell to it that I do so love.

You know love is a horrid thing. Here it put a smile on my face even though I was hanging out with second string when really I should have found some dynamite to blow a hole through that mountain and old oak tree!

Eh love!