It’s Not Every Day Your Young Man Turns 11
It’s shaping up to be a good week all around. Today is Monday, and 5 out 6 of my needs on Maslow’s hierarchy have been met – and it’s not even 0730.
It’s shaping up to be a good week all around. Today is Monday, and 5 out 6 of my needs on Maslow’s hierarchy have been met – and it’s not even 0730.
The Human Tape Recorder was wired up with braces today, inaugurating a process that I’m sure will result in wonderfully straight teeth, happy smiles, and a bill higher than the defense budget of several developing countries.
There is a nurturing spirit that seems unique to women, and it is right and proper that we honor that spirit at least once a year, if not every day. And by honor I mean bring chocolate. And Happy Mother’s Day to all the rest of you mothers as well!
By lunch, I mean “the entire caloric intake of an extended family of 20 in most of the developing world.” Dandelion Deb is serious about her passions, one of which is trying to eat Organic: “Have you fertilized your lawn this year?” That answer being Not Yet, I went with her to hand-select and pick the sweetest, juiciest dandelions from the yard.
How do you sweat in just that one spot in the middle of the bed?