a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label bad day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bad day. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Flowers, Frogs and Figs

Dad always told me if I couldn't say something nice, to keep my mouth shut.  I will not shut up completely but will say Tuesday was a day.  One of those days when there are more reports than I had brains to supply them.  A day when the action was greater than inside a new Whirlpool washer.  One of those days that made me question why the hell I haven't retired.

Now, I am shutting up like Dad advised me too!

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