Saturday, December 18, 2004
That Time of the Year
Just a single week until Christmas. You know what that means. I don't. Live with it. Instead I'll tell a tale of digging.
Today I was digging in my yard. A few weeks ago, some plumbers came to fix a problem. My parents, sisters, grandfather, and I were forced to dig a WHOLE LOT just to create access to the necessary pipes in two days before the plumbers arrived. Since then, we've spent a few weeks putting all that dirt back in place.
The moral of the story: A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
err... Nevermind.
Today I was digging in my yard. A few weeks ago, some plumbers came to fix a problem. My parents, sisters, grandfather, and I were forced to dig a WHOLE LOT just to create access to the necessary pipes in two days before the plumbers arrived. Since then, we've spent a few weeks putting all that dirt back in place.
The moral of the story: A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.
err... Nevermind.
