Because the middle bit is the juicy part, the part with the seeds of new things and sometimes is just the pits. And because in the middle of everything else I sometimes have a great thought that you might want to read about...
Monday, November 9, 2009
High Monday Monday,
My children don't obey,
To the dead fish we must say farewell;
The little dog puked
On the fine Persian rug,
And the dish broke my toe when it fell.
sigh...it's been a long day and I'm looking forward to tomorrow.