Day 230 of 365

Guess what I had for breakfast? After this picture was taken and after getting a shower and dressing, I went grocery shopping. When I got back and started to get the bags out of the car, I pulled my back. It’s been killing me all day. I’ve been on a heating pad. It’s not helping much. I hate when this happens!

In the process of moving the blog to a new web hosting service, I lost the picture that goes with this post.

3 Comments

  1. A mom asks her oldest son what he wants for breakfast. He says, “Gimme some of them god-damned Cheerios.” She smacks him upside the head.

    The youngest son comes into the kitchen. “And what would you like for breakfast,” she asks him.

    “Well,” he says, looking at his brother, “you can bet your ass I don’t want any of them god-damned Cheerios!”

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