If You Want To Bend My Arm, Well You Could Do It With A Little More Charm
"But you just couldn't bear to do me any harm So you just sulk" -from Sulk by Billy Bragg I told a dear friend a story last night that I hadn't planned to write down here, but I have to tell the story of this morning's interaction and that requires last night's conversation for context. I woke up thinking it was morning again in America. Anyway, it felt like a good day, given how Mother's Day had ended with Jenny being so content. Jenny sunned herself most of yesterday afternoon, after running a couple of errands. I am so glad the sun is out, and the backyard in good enough shape that Jenny can enjoy herself. I kind of worked during the day, took some calls, had a couple meetings, it is still very slow for me, though. If you want to bend my arm, well you could do it with a little more charm. . . I did my mundane and routine chores, watering the garden, putting out the bins for pickup, blah, blah. Jenny came in from sunning herself and sat ...