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1. The scary nightmare I had. A psycho killer (qu'est-ce que c'est) had come and taken Kidlet. He kept her for years and didn't hurt her (just took creepy photos that weren't creepy on the surface but were creepy all the same) and then he came back to kill me when Kidlet was about 14.
2. The song "Signed, Sealed, Delivered, I'm Yours" as performed by Stevie Wonder
3. And the ever present question, "What do I have to get done this morning before we leave the house?"
After I told Hubs about list item 2, he promptly put "Signs" as performed by Tesla into my head where it sticks still. Poor me.
3 comments:
and now it is in my head. Thank you. HAHA!
Boys are so helpful, aren't they?
Just gimme some kind of sign girl, oh, my baby.
To show me that you're mine girl, oh yeah.
Would that have been a better "sign" song?
Love you.
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