Hobson's Choice
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Money
-- Eleanor being over at my mother-in-law's this evening (where apparently she is caring for her crying baby doll), I had a chance to take an evening stroll in my garden. What a delight! The lettuce looks great; we need to have a salad again tomorrow night. The recently planted tomatoes do not seem to be profiting from the recent rain. They seem slightly overwhelmed.
-- Today, Eleanor told me that she was "five years." When I asked how old I was, "two years." A medical miracle!
-- A conversation today between me and a little boy at the playground.
Boy: My grandpa has a tractor. (very regretful face) Or I should say, he had a tractor.
Me: Oh, why is that?
Boy: Because he is dead.
Me: I'm sorry. That is sad news.
Boy: Yeah, I was really sad. My sister cried for two days.
Me: Sad things can make us cry a lot.
Boy: I didn't cry at all, but I was really sad.
Me: Well, sometimes we don't cry even when we're really sad.
Boy: Do you know what I really like?
Me: No, what do you really like?
Boy: Money.
Me: Yes, lots of people like money.
Boy: I like money.
Me: It's important to have money, enough money.
Boy: Do you know why I like money?
Me: No, why?
Boy: Because I am almost broke. I am almost completely broke.
Me: Well, yes, money's really important when you're broke.
Boy: I'm broke. I'm almost completely broke.
7:37 p.m. - 2004-04-27
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
|
Other diaries: > |
