Back in the day when boys grew to be men...

This was an unfinished post from awhile back. I found it in my drafts. I have a lot of men in my life. Sadly I know a lot of grown boys too. Guess the post was actually finished in just the title. 

Catfish Bad

You know your lunch was terrible when it inspires poetry. Either that or working for the Federal Goverment has made me lose my mind... with this I present... Catfish Bad. Catfish Bad Bad texture, bad taste Oh catfish why must you mock my face? My tongue is so sad, such high hopes Your flavor boasts, but in the flesh you Were not so fresh. Catfish Bad. Tara Sad.

The Square

Anyone who knows me, actually no, anyone who has been with me at any random time when I'm feeling snarky knows I have a pet peeve with "the square." Not all things square, somethings are meant to be square, televisions, photographs, but cars? No. Worst cars EVER, in random order... HHR Cube Scion Flex - honest to god a microwave on wheels PT Cruiser, not square but annoys the hell out of me anyway Soul That is all. Make it a great day :)

Wow, so Todd, Ava and I have our own family blog now. Hopefully I write more on there than I do on here. I realized after re-reading my journals which I have kept since I was 8 that Todd and I met on August 22, 1997. Wow. Wow.