|I want this on a t-shirt. So do you.|
You might accidentally remember this rock:
Charlene turned it into this:
|Two perfect little cabochons. And a hand.|
Remember when the Duck wasn't solarized? So do Darlene and Nicole. This was not the first time they got us out of a power jam.
|She actually said "I am Han Solar." Could I make that up?|
My friend Pat, back in Florida, took pity on my ragged complexion and gave me not one, not two, but three facials. The results discouraged her as you can imagine, but I was happy as an exfoliated, moisturized, massaged Duck.
You do a "thank you" post, you're setting yourself up. You forget that people also drove a distance to visit you, invited you for meals, gave you great camping suggestions, shared their water and ideas, told you things you needed to know, and said nice things to you repeatedly that made your day brighter. You neglect to mention how many times you've laughed at a joke or been touched by another's loss that felt a little like your loss. Those are the things that are buoying you up day-to-day. Those are the things that are buoying me up day-to-day.
You do a "thank you" post without thanking your wife, you're setting yourself up for heartache and cereal-bowl suppers. This Duck only looks like this.