"I'm going to show initiative," a certain someone informs me. "What is initiative again?"
I'm just about as motivated as my least motivated child, which is saying a whole lot or maybe nothing at all.
|Some of the most amazing socks ever to return from Scout camp.|
(We wonder if John has noticed the rather obvious fact that Curious George's dad is not a monkey, but a man with a big yellow hat.)
I am now going to find a crow bar, extricate myself from this chair, and move in the direction of something useful. Maybe that last remnant of Scout gear that needs to be sorted and
And those energy drinks I was dissing? Maybe they aren't such a bad idea after all.