A demon came for a visit . I have no idea who invited her . She came the other morning when I woke up . . . .uninvited . She charged around my apartment mumbling @#$%^$#@!@$%% spilling coffee on her way out the door . Yes ! She went public . She blew her horn alot and splewed more !@#$%^&^@#@# out the window .
Emily looked on this demon with a narrowing of her eyes . She knows all about demons . She becomes one at least once a month .
Wearing her Christmas red and green plaid pajama pants , she stopped for gas and the car just died . Well , the mother of all demons came out then . It was like a scene from A Christmas Story with Ralphie's dad trying to fix the furnace . After much kicking and pulling on wires under the hood , the lights came on and off she went to spread her kind of joy around .
Back home again , slamming the door , of course . Looks in the mirror ....grrrr....you don't want to mess with this demon today . Plops on the bed and takes a nap .
Strange thing , though , when I woke up ...........she was gone.
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She had moved over to my house...!
ReplyDeleteu need ot have a bad day to in order to realize your having a good day! its balance! it everyday was a good day then they all good days would be bad days .
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