What to say for a first post?
I named this blog because my husband likes to mock my weed pulling ways. I should hate weeds, the way I pull them out of my yard, but I secretly love them. Whenever I see a "broad leaf weed" poking its arrogant head out of my flowerbed or the lawn, I run to it, kneel down and gently lift the base leaves to get a firm grasp on the stem where it emerges from the soil, and yank it out by the roots. It is one of the most singularly satisfying experiences in an otherwise unsatisfying routine...an area in which victory is achieved, and my will reigns supreme...until the next battle.
