One little, two little, three little Indians
Okay so before I got back to watching Crazy Heart, which I started during Tin’s nap, I just got an email from someone who got my Recession Greeting Card and he told me his story after years of climbing the corporate ladder, talking to his kids on his cell phone at airports, and stress and worry, he quit and seven months ago went to work for himself and now he spends time with his daughters, stresses less, and is a happy camper.
Oh my one by one the smartest minds are waking up like flickers of fire across a vast wasteland and as my daddy used to say, the darkest hour is just before dawn.