Now I’m calling this our stupid diet. Our stupid, lying diet.
He needs me to be successful in the old-fashioned sense of: I’m actually making money, damned good money, enough-to-pay-the-bills-and-then-some-kind-of-money.
Friday • It snowed yesterday. I know it’s pretty and everything, but, you know, if I was meant to live in freakin’ cold weather and enjoy pretty winter scenery, I would have been born north of the D/FW area.
It will be a hearty plant, one that can thrive on neglect if need be.