I'll Gladdly Pay You Tuesday....

I've decided to not say "ah-choo" anymore. Its seems that's the only thing Mom and Dad say to me. I want to have real conversations like we used to. Now they just say, "hi" and "ah-choo" over and over. I'm trying to tell them they're beating a dead horse, and I'm not doing it anymore.

Tonight is the night Daddy's going to make us hamburger's on the grill for dinner. I can't stop thinking about them all day. They're my favorite, well except maybe the bite of grilled cheeze I had last night. Mom might be on to something with those. Or on something.

By the sweat of my brow,
HAJ