It fell off the top of my lockers. I am not optimistic about its recovery, but one must never give up on hope. Without it, we have no chance.
A clean break.
Calls for silver glitter glue.
Glitter captures light and shares it with the world.
The crack stays.
“There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.”
You’d have to eat a lot of flame-broiled burgers to save $130.
Always read the fineprint:
“Saving based on “recommended” pricing.” What was the price? $12 a burger?
Who’s doing the recommending? Your king?
Just looking out for the masses. 🙂
I’m suffering from gourd guilt. I bought them to add a bit of atmosphere to the homestead, but now that Thanksgiving has come and gone, they’ve been summarily rejected for greens and glitter.
However, before giving them the heave ho, I have to stop and stare at them.
Seems only fitting (gourd guilt) that I honor their memory with a few last glimpses into their short-lived lives.
Rest in peace gourds!
See you next year!
Just enough for one slice of toast.
“All for one. One for all.”
Banana bread and smoothies kind of week.
All butterflies and unicorns over here this morning.
I did not wake her. Wouldn’t want to mess with that passive aggressive smile. 😬