so my husband just came home from a trip.
right away, he notices the cheerleaders- oops, i mean flowers- in the garden beds.
he says (incredulous, as he should be!), “you planted flowers?!?!?!?”
and i say (only sort of joking), “maybe if you read my blog, you would be up on the latest garden news…”
and he says (totally sincere, with no sense of irony), “for some reason my hotel blocked your blog. it was weird cuz i could do other things, but it wouldn’t show your blog at all…”
tripartate communication? burgermeisters? lee harvey offwald?
you be the judge…