Smokey, to me: Today I decided I needed some excitement in my life. So I put on my RIGHT shoe first.
Me, to him: Oooh, good idea. I’m gonna try that, too!
Younger Son did not get the six-figure job with the tech mega-firm. So he will continue to have to pay into F.I.C.A. all year. (That last sentence is a tax accountant joke, which I am not going to explain. Google it.) “Not enough cloud experience” was what they told him. Shucky-darns.
Right shoe first, eh? I may give that a try myself…
Wow. . . I had to catch my breath before moving on to the second paragraph.
The quote on that “vote” sweatshirt hurts. Still. 😦