Occasionally, when I find myself in a fraught situation, a humorous thought may occur. This rather morbid one came to me in our kitchen during one of many verbal battles I had with an “ex” of mine. She Who Shall Remain Nameless was, for the umpteenth time in our relationship, emotionally out of control, and I remember visually measuring her proximity to me (it was a tiny kitchen) and to the counter on which stood an impressive rack of butcher knives.
Copyright © 2009 Jim Sizemore.
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Hey Dad. First time I have been on the blog in a while. love the Domestic Conflict Doodle. I have had those same thoughts before, as most of us probably have. I also like the way you change the banner frequently. Was nice to see you drawing you!
Hope things are well. Talk to you soon.
Vince