Final post in the series, let's finish it.
Motha Nature dialed the A/C last night. Snow dropped with the temp, Pigtails rejoiced.
Drive, walk to work.
Her best friend: Wii. Hide-and-seek pop from the smelly hamper. Juvenile jail.
Water, half gal' a day. Double in the summer.
Lent, fish, dining beneath the Golden Arches.
I yelled into that filthy green tube to C'mon! They squatted above, pointing and taunting. I climbed in.
That's a wrap.