Saturday, May 26, 2007

Fresh Frozen Corn

I like it as well as the next guy. But to find an partially eaten bag of UNfrozen Fresh Frozen Corn in the corner of Rachel's loft bed was a bit disgusting. It was carefully wrapped in a dish towel and (I assume) had been used as an ice pack after some injury. However, I have no recollection of the day (or week, for that matter) it was needed.

Any suggestions for this "tweenager" who should be keeping her room clean? Any suggestions for the mother of this "tweenager" as she tries to be patient? Any suggestions for the husband of the mother of this "tweenager" as he listens to the storm?

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