Can’t help but chuckle… my sister has twice this week shared stories of her daughter, just past two years of age, throwing ungodly fits, then stomping off—without prompting—to her bedroom for a nap. Slam of the door and quiet—naptime.
That’s just hysterical!
***
Things I have learned the hard way:
Krispy Kreme makes a fine doughnut, but six of them do not make a fine breakfast.
If by some twist of Fate I convince the wife that we should spend a little special time together behind closed doors, that is NOT the time to bust out with an Ed McMahon impression.
Don’t trust seafood that has supposedly been “cooked” by the acid in lemon juice.
Any time someone asks you to “come hold these two wires,” don’t. (Just kidding, Pop)
Despite what some experts say, meeting a dog at eye level is a bad idea. Sometimes, see, this dog is a Rottweiler, and he’s not thrilled to have you in his face.
When dining in a Thai restaurant, it’s best not to order a dish called “Nuclear Fission.” I’m not making this up.
***
Work beckons. Ya’ll be good.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment