Today, there is a strange convergence in my life: my lawn and my hair and my fingernails and my beard are all perfectly groomed. My mother-in-law gave us a spring yard clean-up for our 8th anniversary, and the yard people just came. The barber gave me that rare sort of haircut that is OK right out of the shoot, without the 1-2-week adjustment period that usually happens. And my nails and beard are both freshly trimmed.
The depressing thing is, by next week this time this magical feeling will be gone...
Saturday, May 06, 2006
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Enjoy it. Savor it, You gotta cherish.
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