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Failblog

So let’s normalize failing, and give each other a little grace when it happens, and remember to congratulate people all the more for the good posts they put up!

This is the time of the year I admit my deep love of the way my hands smell after picking tomatoes. Sometimes, when there are none yet ripe to pick I simply run my hands through the vines and hold them to my face for the perfume.

Me: That’s a delicious but strong beer.

My wife: Yes it is. Good thing we’re splitting it.

Beatrix, age 14: Rolls eyes Day drinkers…

(FYI: For this and many similar reasons, we’ve begun to call her “Little Nancy Reagan”)