Me too, my dear
Today while pouring over her math assignment my youngest girl, apparently in a fit of frustration caused by subtraction and borrowing, let out a defeated sigh and uttered these words; “I wish I had an Easy Button.” Me too, my girl. Me too.
|Morning Harvest
What’s with those wimpy carrots? I really don’t know. I’ve never been able to grow a decent carrot or beet. I’m still trying to figure that out. The squash borer annihilated my squash and zucchini so I replanted a late crop to see what happens. I think the cucumber beetle is wreaking a little havoc [...]
|Government run health care?
No thanks, Mr. President!
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