My husband dusts the knick-knacks in the china cabinet, I was breaking too many of them.
I don't even notice when the batteries die in the electric toothbrush, because I shake so much.
I get new dishes every few months because I break so many of them.
I got all new shirts with snaps instead of buttons.
No one thinks twice when I drink wine in a sippy cup.
I get a parking permit.
Elastic waist pants and over-sized T shirts.
They send me to watch football with the guys on Thanksgiving instead of helping in the kitchen.
I have a great excuse to not shave my legs anymore.
When I fall down, while I am laying on the floor, I check for dust bunnies under the furniture.
Someone else checks the eggs at the grocery store and picks the oranges off the fancy pyramid stacker.
I don't need a blender to make a margarita, I shake enough on my own.
I never get asked to pour the wine or champagne or even the iced tea at dinner.
No one will open the can of beer or cola I just got from the refrigerator.
I don't get asked to change diapers or feed babies.
The young kids want to learn how I do "The Shake" dance.
I can ShakeNBake like no body else. This particular comment, inspired a new song parody:
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