A Dangerous Predicament

I have apparently lost the ability to distinguish whether RUABelle is tired, bored, depressed or pissed.

When did we replace the tile floor with eggshells?

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6 Responses to “A Dangerous Predicament”

  1. newscoma Says:
    November 19, 2007 at 9:39 am

    As I’m pretty well-versed in the world of women from a variety of perspectives, I would say it is a combination of the four things you mentioned.

    Or she might just be hungry and not want any eggs. There are limitless possibilities regarding this.
    Buy her flowers. That will help.

    Hee.

  2. Lesley Says:
    November 19, 2007 at 9:59 am

    You’ve actually possessed this ability in the past? It’s too bad you lost it; you could have made a lot of money giving lessons.

  3. chez beziat Says:
    November 19, 2007 at 10:17 am

    Flowers and household chores. And the chores only count if she sees you doing them. At least that’s my opinion on that matter. ;)

  4. Ginger Says:
    November 19, 2007 at 10:30 am

    Have you asked her?

  5. fishwreck Says:
    November 19, 2007 at 5:18 pm

    You didn’t give her Chocomallows, did you?!

  6. Jennifer Says:
    November 20, 2007 at 10:31 am

    Good luck with that

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