Say Hello to My Little Friend...

Peterson Law dictates
that since I just
bought a new snow-blower,
it won't snow more than a
couple of inches this year.
So to all the residents
of New Hampshire:
You're Welcome.

Dream Job

I'm grading resumes right now for my technical writing class, and one of my students put that he was a “Part-Time Tooter” at a youth center.

I don't know how to respond to that.

Flower Girl

Today, I stood at the top of a steep hill in front of the elementary school and watched my kids run down it. I wished I had my camera, because I knew it was only a matter of seconds before they would crash and burn.

Surprisingly, Elliot was the only one to fall.

She was wearing pink slippers and as she gained speed, she yelled, “Ooh, a flower.” Her attempt to bend over and pluck the flower despite her velocity proved problematic. “I’m Okay!” she yelled as she rolled and tumbled down the hill. “I’m Okay!”

She crawled back up to the flower, which turned out to be a wilted dandelion. “Oooh,” she said, and plucked it. She got to her feet and began running down the hill again. She only made it ten feet before face planting. As she tumbled, she held her dandelion up so it wouldn’t get smooshed. “I’m Okay!” she yelled. “I’m Okay!”