After the child sitting in your lap barfs on your (bare) foot, you can finish eating your beef stew.
Hottest. Lunch date. Evah.
We rushed home, wary of the time on the clock.
I went first, then we took turns, going until we were exhausted, working as one.
In the end we were hot, sweaty, and almost unable to stand.
But – we got the ink from the exploded pen out of the dryer.
We can relax now
I admit I’m a news junkie. I’ve always been one, I think, but events in the last five or six years have definitely made my condition worse. I check news sites frequently, just to see what is happening in the world.
Often, it isn’t good.
We have Murder. Rape. Mass starvation. Environmental disasters. War. Thieves. Politics. Genocide. Corruption. The list goes on and on.
So, when I learned today that the FBI finally “caught their man,” who is wanted for – gasp – “sexual misconduct and arranging marriages,” I thought ‘The world? Is a much better place now.’