Hey there fellow housespouses and houseparents….I’ve been a bad blogger, for sure…but I’m here now.
Sitting in a coffee house that has long been said to be a hangout for the mob. Funny because everytime I’ve been in here its been stuffed full of stuffy professors and ass-kissing ph.d. students.
But lo and behold, today, I’m here, blogging away and what do I hear? A conversation between a writer and two mobsters!! Now that’s a conversation…Bored housewife was blogging about not being able to find a conversation to overhear for a class assignment…well this one would do just fine.
I don’t want to put my life in peril, but I heard the words “break his femur in three,” “the hit from hell,” and “a murder the pope himself might sanction!” Let’s hope the owners aren’t reading this….if I die, you know where to look first…hehehe. I feel very stealth, housewife, sitting here in red V-neck, black velour long skirt, skinny flats and beijo bag…as harmless a picture as can be…yet…I’m listening.
Enough of this crap…I have a Halloween Post to do.