where cider meets condensed milk: Mister Mister

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where cider meets condensed milk

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Mister Mister

My boys. Muscle-san looks ready to jump off that spray bottle to scrub down our counters. Not a moment too soon, I say!

My occasional view from work. Not my desk (which overlooks a scenic whiteboard) but the community center. Cows and trucks stroll by. Power goes out. Sun blazes. Behind me, picture 50 of the cutest kids ever, running around and doing art projects and swinging. Catch me when I'm home to see photos.

Commute. Good times.

posted by Raychaa @ 8:37 PM

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