Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Shopping for a pillow

My boyfriend and I were talking about the desire to move overseas and teach English.

The fantasy that "one day, after Mom dies".

My boyfriend suggested we go to Wal-Mart, to buy a large pillow.

I didn't really understand, until he explained, that (as I joked in a previous post), I might need it to "put Mom out of her misery". (just joking...)

I replied "I don't need a large pillow to do that".

He laughed.

It's nice when you can laugh.

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