Last night I told Ariel that I wanted to buy a new dining room set this weekend or that at the very least he had to shave down the screw sticking out of one of the chairs in our current, sad little set because Israel scratched himself on the screw. About half an hour later Ariel found me upstairs and told me he had removed the screw. I think that was his gentle way of telling me I'm not going furniture shopping this weekend.
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