The eyeglass store called and now I have my new glasses!
Now I have no excuse for typos, except maybe "Fat Finger Syndrome".
The rock tumblers have completed their wash cycle, so today they get a good rinse before picture time.
I imagine taking pictures of rocks and finding the best-looking to show off to be similar to taking a group photo of your children...
"OK, everybody smiles! Wait!"
"Tommy, go comb your hair."
"Alyssa, what in the ______ are you wearing?"
"Gregory, put down that cat... and what are you eating? Spit that out!"
In desperation, you go next door and take pictures of the neighbor's kids and claim they are yours.
OK. Rocks are nothing like that. I just wanted to make you smile.