Saturday, June 12, 2010


Remember how that little girl in the movie Signs would never drink the water because it was "contaminated"? Nipper has accused me of being that girl. I've been shaking my head at him, dismissing his accusation as a symptom of his OCD need to tidy up all the time. Until I woke up this morning and saw this on our dresser. Evidence of my stale water phobia. I bring a new glass up every night at bedtime, but never drink it, and never take it downstairs. It has DUST in it! Maybe I have a drinking problem. Or maybe aliens are about to invade our farm. I'd better put on my tinfoil cap and go check the raised bed. 

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