Nonsensical

My brother from another mother.

Speaking of which - Happy Mother's Day to all of the mama's with us this weekend!

I woke up sore this morning. Lots of bending, stooping, and lifting yesterday. I need some bacon-flavored breakfast motrin.

Short story: I needed some new work gloves for yard work. (See last week's post about removing puppy piles from the work area before cutting down a tree.) I have been using the same style of work gloves for 30+ years. Simple - leather w/ some canvas on the back for breathability. I couldn't find any of these at the Home Depot yesterday. Instead they had this huge array of new-fangled space-age neoprene/polymer/resin/whatever things that looked more like motocross gloves than yard work gloves. I sneered derisively and bought a pair. I needed gloves.

I love them.

Old Dog, meet New Trick.