After a fairly decent weekend, everything gets tense as the kids realize they have school in the morning and the parents realize they have work and throw in a time change on top of it and, well, there you go. Not sleepy, so I turned a movie on. Hope y’all are well.
This post captures the essense of the Birthday That Was. Hooray for Sunday, day of rest. The end of the weekend, when you can lie in bed until sheer embarrassment finally drives you from your sheets, and the coffeepot stays warm all day long as you dawdle over the paper. What to do with the […]
Here’s another love song. John Prine, Iris Dement: John: She don’t like her eggs all runny She thinks crossin’ her legs is funny She looks down her nose at money She gets it on like the Easter Bunny She’s my baby, I’m her honey I’m never gonna let her go Iris: He ain’t got laid […]