Summer 1995 – evening spent taking apart VW Thing carburetor with hubby for the millionth time. Summer 2019 – evening spent crawling on hardwood floors with hubby looking for a screw smaller than an ant’s anus that fell on the ground while you were replacing an iPhone battery. I liked 1995 better.
Some days, a batch of french fries solves all my problems!
Before my morning coffee (or any other time frankly), I don’t want to hear my sweet husband say “oh my God, is that a spider? It’s huge.” Ewww!!! via PressSync
It is interesting that some of the volcanic rocks we collected in Oregon survived being blasted from the Earth but were destroyed by shipping through the USPS!
From Don Quixote: There are no footnotes or endnotes in this edition. If any explanations or clarifications are needed, they are embedded in the body of the text, so as not to interrupt the flow of the words. After all, as Noel Coward once famously remarked, “Having to read a footnote resembles having to go … Continue reading
Were you ever so tired you put your iphone out in the recycling bucket? I did. Oops.