Real Life, Too much fiction?
I was preparing some perfectly nice broiled turnips for family tonight....(Its cold and windy, and a good day for pot roast, but I was doing turnips separately,) And all I could think was this:
"Picked them out, did you?"
"Never ate them."
Good thing Mr. Bush is not a guest here tonight. He would have to eat them, to be polite!
Am I spending too much time in fiction land?