People who hate cats, will come back as mice in their next life. — Faith Resnick
I guess it’s a good thing I don’t believe in reincarnation, for I dislike mice as much as I do cats!
That probably offends some of you, and for that, I apologize. Save yourself the aggravation (and time) and come back for my next post when I won’t be dissing the feline population.
Not long ago, this artwork showed up in one of our city parks:
Five kids playing
Back-to-School, Barbie dolls, board games, camp, chalkboard, county fair, Jacks, lightning bugs, memories of summers past, novel, roller skating, summer foods, swimming pool
How do you deal with the fear of falling?
I’m not talking about falling into poverty, or falling into sin, or falling out of touch with reality. No, I’m talking about the fear of falling — physically. You know, when your feet fly right out from underneath you and you land with a
Thump on the ground.
Possibly injuring yourself. Seriously.
My mama and I almost met our Maker recently, and, because she’s still seething, I get to write about it.
(I don’t have the Irish temper mama has!)
Here’s what happened:
Tell me — If you had to choose, would you prefer Fruits or Vegetables?
I know, I know.
Both are good for you. Both contain teeny amounts, if any, of saturated and trans fat. Both are cholesterol-free, relatively low in calories, and chock-full of nutrients.
But, assuming you could only have one or the other, which would you choose?
Are you ready for this?
Corn, July 3, 2014
The corn is tasseling! And it’s way higher than my knees!
Don’t hate me when I admit that I’ve always been a bit jealous of people who have
You know, the straight kind.