Apparently, my husband and I are meant for each other because both our families make this same, terrible joke. And we use it on each other, so I can only assume that this terrible joke will be passed on for another couple generations.
In other news, I am back from vacation! It was rather inspiring. Every evening, moths would try to come inside and say hello. Until the bats swooshed inside and tried to eat the moths…
Like I said, very inspiring!
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