I have children. and not just ANY children. THE SPAWN OF THE DEVIL.. wait.. Not quite, they are actually pretty good damn'd kids.
AND, I have spent the last 18 or so years trying to abuse them in the right ways. Beat them when I should, hug them when they deserved it.. making them tickle my back and massage my shoulders when ever I can finagle it. But still.
Here I sit.. Writing this blog.. Looking directly at a fucking eat'n apple core. Snuggled up like it belongs right next to my key board. I keep looking, then laughing... Thinking about where I went wrong.???
Did I fail in mentioning one day that the remainder of eaten food should probably go in the trash? I mean, hell! it's a good thing we don't live in a place like Hawaii, where the ants will invade.
We live in Alaska! The cats are NOT interested in the fuckin apple core, and for that matter neither am I!
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