Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Sacrament meeting talk

"There's no way you'll be able to kill all those dandilions," my idiot hubby said. "Look at 'em all - you'll be at this all day and never make a difference!"

I pulled one out by the roots, holding it up to the sun to wither and die. "It matters to this one!" I said, throwing it at his ugly face.

I think I'll dump a wheelbarrow of thistle on his side of the bed too. I mean, if there's no cashmere goat to eat them, we've gotta dispose of them somehow, right?

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