My husband came into the living room to tell me "Okay, look. It's probably not anything. But-" Me: *high pitched squealing* Him: "Traffic is closed around Walter Reed." Me: *windows shatter* *dogs yelp*
My husband came into the living room to tell me "Okay, look. It's probably not anything. But-" Me: *high pitched squealing* Him: "Traffic is closed around Walter Reed." Me: *windows shatter* *dogs yelp*
I told him that earlier and demanded he let me have this, even if he thinks it's powerful magical thinking.