Ya those of us who have to endure it have not found it to be so fun, fun, fun til your daddy takes the T-bird away, but whatcha gonna do?
Keep thinking about the positive. While your top soil is blowing away, you are getting someone elses. I think I have good top soil because of my grandpa's fields across the road. Blow sand is good topsoil; look for it along your fence lines!
Days like these reminded me of a mostly forgotten movie that had to do with The Depression, blowing wind, a mom who went crazy and killed her family.
I have no idea what the movie is. I just remember one scene where the mom snaps from the sound of the wind and the dust bowl blowing through the cracks in her doors and windows. I vaguely rememeber seeing the dead baby in the crib and the family stabbed to death. Could I turn into that woman? The wind is getting to me, I know. See, this is why little kids shouldn't be watching scary stuff..
Ok, ok it is just me.
I still shoudn't be watching scary stuff.
Scott thinks I am an idiot. I can't even watch the previews for the new haunted house where the family moves in and there are ghosts watching them.
But I digress as usual. Here's the point...
