Brian, the guy that does my lawn maintenance, was here yesterday. After I’d given him his check, he surprised us by knocking on the door. He had a small bouquet of flowers in his hand and told me he’d found them on The Curmudgeon’s truck tire.

Oh, great, this set The Curmudgeon off. No one messes with his truck.

I told Brian to put them by the stop sign, as I realized they were a memorial to the lady that died in our driveway. Yeah. Oh. Fun. Now we’ll be moving flowers from off his truck to not on our driveway. The Curmudgeon is not happy about this.

Today’s Tee