Three Thinkingest Thursday Thoughts

I don't care who you are, or how old you are, or what you're injecting into your body, or what your personal opinion of waitresses is; you don't leave your used needles on the table for me to clean up. It's completely classless, and at $2 an hour, I don't make nearly enough to deal with biohazard waste.


So many baby products are built around flash and fancy. When you find a simple solution that really works, it makes you want to shout all about it. I've got a product in mind, one I discovered when Dare was about 6 months old that we use everyday still. The kind of creativity to come up with stuff like this is so far beyond me. I wish I could invent cool stuff like this, but sadly, it's not my milieu.

I think one of my husband's favorite parts of Fall is that the need to mow the lawn slows down. I'm not allowed to mow the lawn. There was....an incident. Don't worry, no one lost any limbs. But our yard was somewhat traumatized for a while after my lone attempt.