yet another old story (all the females might get a giggle outta this one)
Undeclared Holiday
She got up out of bed, slipped on her robe, and looked at her husband on the bed, laughed and moved on to the bathroom to take a long hot shower. As she was headed towards the bathroom, she spots the new kitten that he had bought her for her birthday just a few days ago. She picks up the soft as feathers tiger kitten and straddles him on her arm by his belly as she continues to the bathroom to take a shower.
She sets down the kitten on his soft bed that is in the bathroom on the floor and starts to get ready for her shower by turning on the water and getting undressed. Suddenly she remembers something that her friend Sasha told her about what a special day it was today. “I’m going to pull a fast one on him today. I never celebrate the no women’s work day. Well, today I am.”
While snickering to herself, she throws clothes around the bathroom and leaving the tub partly full. She pulls on her black fluffy robe and grabs the kitten while walking out the door. As she turns to go down the stairs, she peers into the bedroom to see if he is still in bed… he is.
As she is headed down the stairs, she says to herself, “He is always so sure of himself and thinks I am going to be there to pick up everything after him. Well today, he has another thing coming to him. I am always cleaning this house or making him meals. I am tired of it and need a days rest from all my hard work. I deserve to be pampered sometimes. This is one of them times. He can take care of me for a change.”
When she gets downstairs, she plops herself on the couch, grabs the remote, and lays the kitten on her stomach. As she starts flipping through channels, she hears him coming down the stairs. Laughing to herself as he enters the kitchen and sees there is no breakfast made like usual, she can hear him pawing through things to find something to eat.
He walks into the living room to see her lying on the couch. Curiously, he asks, “What’s going on?”
She says to him: “It’s officially no women work day. It is one day of the year where all women do nothing and all the men of the nation have to fend for themselves. Have fun at work dear, I’ll be right here on this couch when you get back. Oh, by the way, make reservations while you’re at work. I don’t want to eat in tonight. Love you, bye.”
As he went to walk out of the house, he looked back at her puzzled. All she could do is hold in the laughter that wanted to rise out of her throat. After he shut the door, she busted out in laughter until she was rolling around on the floor, in tears; she was laughing so hard that she almost rolled over the kitten.
She got up out of bed, slipped on her robe, and looked at her husband on the bed, laughed and moved on to the bathroom to take a long hot shower. As she was headed towards the bathroom, she spots the new kitten that he had bought her for her birthday just a few days ago. She picks up the soft as feathers tiger kitten and straddles him on her arm by his belly as she continues to the bathroom to take a shower.
She sets down the kitten on his soft bed that is in the bathroom on the floor and starts to get ready for her shower by turning on the water and getting undressed. Suddenly she remembers something that her friend Sasha told her about what a special day it was today. “I’m going to pull a fast one on him today. I never celebrate the no women’s work day. Well, today I am.”
While snickering to herself, she throws clothes around the bathroom and leaving the tub partly full. She pulls on her black fluffy robe and grabs the kitten while walking out the door. As she turns to go down the stairs, she peers into the bedroom to see if he is still in bed… he is.
As she is headed down the stairs, she says to herself, “He is always so sure of himself and thinks I am going to be there to pick up everything after him. Well today, he has another thing coming to him. I am always cleaning this house or making him meals. I am tired of it and need a days rest from all my hard work. I deserve to be pampered sometimes. This is one of them times. He can take care of me for a change.”
When she gets downstairs, she plops herself on the couch, grabs the remote, and lays the kitten on her stomach. As she starts flipping through channels, she hears him coming down the stairs. Laughing to herself as he enters the kitchen and sees there is no breakfast made like usual, she can hear him pawing through things to find something to eat.
He walks into the living room to see her lying on the couch. Curiously, he asks, “What’s going on?”
She says to him: “It’s officially no women work day. It is one day of the year where all women do nothing and all the men of the nation have to fend for themselves. Have fun at work dear, I’ll be right here on this couch when you get back. Oh, by the way, make reservations while you’re at work. I don’t want to eat in tonight. Love you, bye.”
As he went to walk out of the house, he looked back at her puzzled. All she could do is hold in the laughter that wanted to rise out of her throat. After he shut the door, she busted out in laughter until she was rolling around on the floor, in tears; she was laughing so hard that she almost rolled over the kitten.