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We’re moving! The site is going to be offline for awhile starting Wed the 25th. See you at the
new house!
Posted under Lost thoughts
We’re moving! The site is going to be offline for awhile starting Wed the 25th. See you at the
new house!
Posted under Lost thoughts
Just checking in. Things are busy busy busy here. We close on the house in 2 weeks and still have a
fair amount of stuff to do.
I had my 29th birthday a little over a week ago and had a nice, relaxing time. Matt was in town for
the week, so we went to the farm and saw him off before he shipped out again. Noah is doing great
and Jessi loves her job. The house is coming along and hopefully, we’ll be in it soon!
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I’ve often wondered how we as a society have managed to collectivly buy into this farse that women
want flowers and men need to buy them. I’ve heard all the cheese ball excuses and reasons, but I
have a thought. I think a potato is a much better representation of undying love then a flower.
here’s why.
Roses only last a few days, a couple of weeks at tops if you’re really good with them. This is of
course assuming that you don’t have Cats, Kids or a life outside of watering and caring for plants
that have been seperated from their life giving roots by a high school kid making 6.50 an hour at
Schnuks.
Roses only exist to look pretty. They don’t grow fruit or eat flies or anything like that. Yeah,
they have thorns, but those are only on the stem which is the only place you can grab them because if
you touch the petals, they die. So in effect, when you give someone a rose, all you’re saying is
“My love for you will last as long as you’re pretty and I don’t have to get involved with the
sharp and painful parts of you”. But a potato..
Potato’s last damn near forever! In fact, not only will a potato keep from rotting in a bag, it’ll
actually start growing other stuff! That should be enough to make it better then a rose all on its
own, but you
can do all kinds of crazy stuff with a potato. You can cook it, boil it, fry it, put it in the tail
pipe of that X girlfriends car (the one you bought all the roses for), shoot it out of a homemade
PVC tator gun with nothing more then some hairspray and a match, make a battery out of it, even the
bag that potato’s come in can be used for the most excellent potato sack races and gunny sack
slides!
Now that is a gift that says “I love you for all you are, all you can do and all of your eyes. You
may be dirty, mishapen and overall really ugly, but your usefulness to me is limited only by my
imagination”. So remember, next anniversary/birthday/sorry I forgot our anniversary/your birthday
or whatever, a potato says I love you now and forever. A rose says I like your looks until the cat
spits you back up on the carpet.