This is hay. It is used for animals on a farm. But what for?
I don’t look quite this bad.
At the end of the day, I am still gainfully employed (today anyhow).
At the end of the day, my horns don’t show.
At the end of the day, I have some of the most treasured friends a body could have.
At the end of the day, my hair is not neon green.
At the end of the day, the love of the Lord is in my heart (most of the time I act like it too).
At the end of the day, I get to walk on carpet and not sharp stones.
At the end of the day, there is much to be thankful for.
When did we decide that lily white eggs were good to eat?
Chocolate milk is better than white.
Milk chocolate is tastier than white chocolate (which isn’t chocolate at all).
Mint chocolate is better than plain. (Unless you’re my brother who considers both chocolate and mint dreadful.)
Dark leafy green things are better for us than light green things.
Luscious honey is a better sweetener than processed white sugar.
Black coffee is better than the light brown coffee I drink with enough flavored creamer and sugar to kill a rat.
Dark pumpernickel bread is better to eat than the pasty white stuff.
Well, I for one prefer the freckled brown, green, and blue tinged eggs from an in-law’s free-roaming chickens.
Plus, if I’m not too lazy on a Saturday morning before making breakfast, I blow out the eggs so I can use them in a Pysanky project with a fun colors.
Pysanky? That’s a subject for another day.
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