Wednesday, April 11, 2012

More moderation

Cleaned out my truck since it was starting to resemble the vehicular version of Grey Gardens. Things falling out of open doors and such. Among empty water bottles and mapquest directions, a happy meal box or two. My not-so-secret shame. But really, better than a supersized monstrosity, and hey, you get apples*. Plus the fries come in an envelope that could barely contain a hotel key card. And then there's the toy. I always ask for the boy's toys since the girl toys are stupid. Then I save them and use them for stocking stuffers. One less thing to shop for.

*chemically enhanced

Thought I was kidding?

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