Good times...bad times...money plenty...money scarce.
I've been though it all and when it's good, you save and when it's bad you still save.
(I'm a miser)
Since things have been bad...we've given up the fun nights out...
I hate weeds.
Specially in the grass.
They take over the pretty green strands like a jalapeño in ice cream.
All weekend long I pulled weeds. Longing just to see a dandelion!
Just like the ones I saw...
This is an argument that comes up often in my home.
"NO! We can't go...we have a game!"
"But it's Christmas!"
"They scheduled the tournament over the holiday!"
I'm pretty sure this all started from a divorced father...