Every so often at work, I am listening to music (to drown out the Corn Nuts chewing by my neighbor, really, Corn Nuts in a cube farm?) and a wild turkey strides by, to the beat of my music, like it meant it. This cracks me up and it’s one of those things that there’s hardly anyone you can tell. Eh, just sayin’.
—SBM
Single Busy Mommy 