the road less traveled
reflections and rants
Friday, September 24, 2010
dire straits
we are like mother hubbard's cupboard tonight. i resort to drinking chocolate milk for supper. in our family, milk is a garnish for the coffee or the cereal. when it becomes a meal the inventory has dipped to an underbelly sort of level.
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