My ever helpful sister called the other day to cheer me up from my so-far-this-summer-sucks depression.
"We didn't have an earthquake," she offered.
Yup, that did the trick.
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When Tom and I were first married, like many couples we didn't have much money. He was a full time student and I worked part-time for minimum wage-- a whopping $2/hour. We managed to pay the rent, buy gas and groceries, but not much else. Then the shoelace on Tom's shoe broke. Rather than buy a pair, I CROCHETED SHOELACES FROM YARN.
After he graduated and we were only poor instead of very, very poor, I vowed that, as God is my witness, I'll never crochet shoelaces again!
I never have.
And I never will.
