Question
Just curious… What would you think if you were driving home late one night and you saw a man with a huge Tweety Bird doll (almost as big as I am) crossing the street? Just what would you think? It was 1:00 in the morning, so I really didn’t know what to conclude.
Bite Me!
Housesitting is the “easiest” of jobs. Stay in the house, munch on snacks, watch TV, occasionally let the dog out, and bring in the mail. Not much more and no less. That is the job. And it is supposed to be quite safe.
I had an overnight stay at a house in Seattle last night....
Late Night Curd
1:30am
Amy stirred her bowl of cottage cheese and tangerine pieces, “You know… I always wondered what cottage cheese is.”
I spooned a mouthful and managed to speak. “Well… It’s not cheese.”
Amy’s brow furrowed and she stared at her bowl. “You’re right… It’s not…”
I swallowed, “It’s curd.”
There was a pause. We looked at each other....
