Duane was one of "my children," and it was an exceptionally roudy day for them all, and.....it must be my sign, Scorpio... I don't get mad, I get even! I made Brussels sprouts with lunch. As the other children were crunching up their faces at the sight, they were waiting for Duane to handle this situation..... and handle he did. To my dismay, Duane yelped, "Oh goody, but do you have any lemon juice to put on them?" and he commenced to wolf down and even share this new delight, flavored just right, with the rest of the boys, who loved the adventure of trying something new! They would have done anything Duane did - he, their hero of mischief that day. I simply sat in my seat with my jaw hung low. 1 point = Duane, 0 point = Mary.
This looks like an appropriate photo for our "hero of mischief!"
|Duane DuBois and Scott Lewis, causing laughter!|
Bren, I do believe you are absolutely right about that. I suspect he's laughing now, even more joyfully than ever before!
But a broken spirit dries the bones.
gloom and doom leave you bone-tired.