The “there” of which I speak is this inconceivably large pumpkin shell. Care to guess whom I would like to stuff inside?
You might be thinking Dave, particularly if you have read the lyrical ode to my over- ambitious pumpkin-seed loving husband. Perhaps putting him in a pumpkin shell is the consummate solution to a spouse [...]
Read more...According to the gardening gurus it’s time to plant potatoes, but all I’m doing is eating a whole lot of doughnuts. Ahhh, the anti-healthy all-terrible non-nutritional terrific-tasting doughnut. Nothing takes the sting out of stress like a deep friend treat dipped in chocolate. And I’ve been a bit stressed lately, what with my eight year-old [...]
Read more...Over the river and through the woods, or up the road and across the town line, lives my little brother. Say what you will about my use of the diminutive regarding a grown man with a wife, 2 sons, and his own business; the fact remains that this is my little brother. And [...]
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