I'm going to murder my husband.That's right. JimtheLimey is a dead man. Don't worry, I realize that I've admitted that I'm his killer-to-be, but I am confident that when you hear what he has done, no jury will convict me.
Earlier this evening, Liam and I came home. I put him in his high chair and went to the kitchen to fix his dinner. In the corner of our dark kitchen I found this:
So, Jim dear, if you're reading this, here is your fair warning: Sleep with one eye open, 'cause retribution day is coming.