Yesterday was a fairly stressful day, what with Sheryl digging holes in the yard, because she thinks the rocks she planted had grown into diamonds and she wanted to go sell them and go shopping, and PawPaw not liking holes dug in the yard, then he and the other visiting daughter getting into an argument about it being harmless.
But my sweet granddaughter, the 14 year old, made me dissolve into laughter, when I sat down and lit a cigarette, and she told me, "Grannie, with all that goes on around here you may need to switch to weed"
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