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Saturday, July 3, 2010

Saturday SlobberLove

Although the 4th of July has primarily represented exploding hands and runaway dogs to me, I must admit that there are moments---while the barbecue is BLAZING and the neighbors are BINGE drinking and we're all sitting around the FIRE pit arguing about why our fore fathers wore those homely white wigs---that I am able to stop, take a moment and think about (and I mean REALLY think about) what sacrifices have been made and what it would all be like without what we know are some of The Most enduring and life-saving elements of our existence:


Give Me Singe-Free Zones or Give Me Death,
Lord Chicken Leg

1 comment:

Meg at the Members Lounge said...

The mitts must be accompanied by tongs, for those husbands that work the danger zone called the gas grill.