Easter Hangover

Well Easter has come and gone leaving you girls with not much more than some colorful hard-boiled eggs with moderate body damage and little balls of plastic grass tumbleweed gently bouncing through our Easter ghost town. Little did I know what a couple of kilos of chocolate could do to …

Queue the necessary “Golden Girls” reference

Keep in mind girls, that your grandparents’ “apartment complex” (think: Shady Pines) is one of those mysterious and contradictory places where you are expected to “keep it down” at the same time you are required to “speak up!”

Lawn Lost Love

My wife says that I pay more attention to my lawn than I do to my lawn.  I said – Lawn, that’s not true, you know I love you.