Jens Looks in the Mirror

[Cita]

It could be sung to the tune of Farmer-in-the-Dell... "Samantha on the couch, Samantha on the couch, Hi ho the cheerios, Samantha on the couch."

There really were cheerios and doritos and oreos and all manner of crumbs sprinkled around the couch where Samantha lay like a mound of laundry and Jens vacuumed around her daily.

It was like the mound of laundry had a huge hungry maw as it sucked down food and huge vats of soda, and Jens wondered if any of what Samantha consumed was good for the baby.

The doctor said that she needed bed rest after the first premature labor scare, but Jens saw one of the nurses roll her eyes during the second emergency room visit for contractions that might or might not just have been bowel issues, a stomach ache from the half gallon of dutch chocolate ice cream.

She spritzed the bathroom with all-purpose cleaner and tore off two sheets of paper towel, before stopping to stare in the mirror at a face she no longer recognized.

Note to self:  Must get Samantha off the couch.

[Gita]

Samantha sounds too young. Jens sounds co-dependant. I mean, who is buying the ice cream and doritos?

Interesting dynamic, here. You do icky well.

[Bill Floyd]

Yes, the visuals here are icky.  Something omnivorous going on, threatening to consume all.  

[Angela]

The sprinkled crumbs I kind of imagined on the corners of  her mouth and the top of here belly, too.  Yuk.

[Teresa]

Not drivel.  Not drivel.  Loved sentence three -- "huge hungry maw".  What a yuck image.  Has she gotten off the couch to visit Ron's eatery lately?