I Couldn’t Resist

A text to my brother this past Sunday: “Happy Easter! Doing anything to celebrate?” His response: “Same to you. I went for a bike ride and accidentally ran over a squirrel.” I couldn’t resist a reply: “I hope it wasn’t Rocky.” My sincere apologies to Dan Antion and The Editor (the kind squirrel feeders) and anyone who questions my wacky Bullwinkle sense of humor. This post has been brought to you by flying squirrels and Linda Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday. IfRead more

Tanking it to Winter

I received an email on Monday from a co-worker. “Are you done with the weather yet?” My response… “I want to run over Father Winter with a tank. A huge tank.” She deadpanned… “There’s no need for violence.” Oh, yes there is, my dear. Yes, there is. The need for a tank began at the end of January, when a snowstorm turned into -50 F wind chills. Father Winter has been miserable ever since. Snow Ice More Snow More IceRead more