I’d love to be able to skip commercials when I watch TV but we only have an antenna so there’s no way to record and zoom past the darned things. In the middle of a sleepless night I realized there had been 4 ads for various prescription drugs in just over an hour. Two things struck me about these commercials. They all have hideous side effects and every one of them tells us to “Ask your doctor about…”
It’s probably the same in a lot of places. You have moles. They’re destructive little things that can tear up a flower bed and vegetable garden in record time. They’re the bane of people who want perfectly manicured lawns. And they’re tough to defeat! But I fought the mole and the mole lost! So why do I feel so bad?
Feeding Mr. C good, homemade meals is something I really take pride in and try to do every night. But there are some evenings I just can’t face cooking a “real meal.” On those nights I decide that sometimes the recipe that reads “don’t cook” is just right and I pull out a box or a can.
The Recipe That Reads “Don’t Cook”
My dear friend, Eileen and I were talking on the phone today. She told me something that reminded me that Kids are Funny Little People!
I woke up this morning with a headache and I couldn’t figure out what caused it. I’ve narrowed down the causes for why I have a headache. Let me know which you think it is!
The funny reasons for my headache
There’s nothing normal about my family. From my parents to my siblings, right down to me and my kids, there’s a deep river of weird running through us all. And when people feel obligated to bring my eccentricities to my attention all I can say is, “It runs in the family.”
Before I begin I want to make something very clear. I am now and have always been female. This, you might think, would preclude me from the whole Viagra line of medications. But, no! I wasn’t ever going to disclose this story but Mr. Comfortable, no doubt out of revenge for the “If the police should ask..” story, insisted I share why I thought I needed Viagra.
