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They must think that I was born yesterday or fell off the turnip truck or am too blind to read the fine print. FREE-right.

Who knew that there were that many different salsas and that guacamole is considered one? Reading that page has made me hungry but it's past midnight.

As I was watering the front yard this morning, I met the nicest lady who complimented me profusely on the yard design. Turns out she is the owner of a small, boutique landscaping service one block over with a yard that I admire frequently. I invited her into our back yard, which she loved and I learned lots of plant related facts in the process. Until she said: I think you should come and work for me, I was enjoying the visit. No thanks, I said, finding it a bit presumptuous but realizing that she meant it as a compliment. If I wanted to do gardening for a living, I would start my own business.

Maybe I was a bit on edge because I didn't sleep well last night without the big, warm lump in my bed that's out of town till tomorrow eve.