*Side Note: It's been only a few days since B and T moved, and I miss 'em something terrible. It's going to be "a tough row to hoe," as B's mama says. Makes me laugh when she says it. And the convo below between my co-worker, Paula, and me does, too.
me: how do you spell "hoe?" (see quote above).
her: like a' ho-bag? H-O.
me: no, no. like "hoe the dirt."
her: oh. H-O-E then.
A couple of minutes later . . .
her: why are you writing about a hoe?
me: i'm bloggin' about it.
her: about a dirt hoe?
me: (chuckling again).
It should be noted that periodically throughout the day, I blurt out random questions like this to Paula. Thanks for puttin' up with my silly questions and shenanigans, Boo!!!
Passion Pit - Sleepyhead
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