My Wife Admits She Erred!
Apparently, my wife has NOT been reading my blog, or she would have remembered this rule to live by . . . but instead of obeying my wisdom, she chose NOT to pack winter boots and clothing for our trip to Norfolk last weekend -- and so she spent the entire trip clutching my arm, trying not to slip on the inch of ice on the ground, which was made all the more treacherous because she was wearing cute, light-weight multicolored treadless running shoes (she also didn't pack a water-proof snow jacket or heavy gloves . . . I hope she has learned her lesson . . . and though I will admit that she looked beautiful in her wedding attire, that's no excuse for not bringing practical clothing and footwear in case of emergency).
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I don't see an admission by her in the sentence. Did I miss something?
Dave construes her clutching his arm as the admission of erring. Couldn't possibly be that she finds him attractive, he figures.
If she knew there would be snow she would have worn her dominatrix show shovelling boots.
did i need to film her admission? she admitted she was wrong. and i'm not sure if those snow-shoveling boots are actually practical, but they are sexy . . .
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