Fresh, Hot Wastes of Time

I have the strangest earworm right now. My mind is playing Jimmy Buffett’s “Margaritaville” and adding tuba to it. Of course only having one voice, I can only hum the tuba part which amuses the 8 month old to no end. My mystery bite is getting bigger and itchier. I thought that bug bites were supposed to get better over time, not worse.

If the food in the butter case at the store starts talking to my husband, he’s likely to shoot it.
R.I.P. “Carolyn Keene”
I’m sure you’ve all seen the Stinky Meat Project by now, right?

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