If it Had Been a Snake

Anyone ever see the game show Lingo? Me neither--that is, I had never seen it until by chance this afternoon. The Bunny was about to go to work, and we were absent mindedly flipping through the channels. The word-guessing game caught my attention, and we got involved in the action as Liz and Christopher fought to beat John and Laura for the final championship round. Something odd started to happen, however, and I'll let you tell me what is wrong with this picture:
Really, Laura is about as confused as I was, though Christopher seems positively delighted.

Something is in the water--that, or the local 11% unemployment rate has got people moving and shaking to make a change. Two more people I know are having babies, while others are considering major life-altering moves across the country. I, on the other hand, am stuck in good ol' West Tennessee writing about Game Show Network innuendos and editing another chapter on incest portrayals. Sometimes I wonder where I went wrong in life?

Then again, I did snap and blanch some homegrown green beans from the Bunny's grandmother, Louise, and I'll probably saute the whole lot for dinner tonight. I have a bold cup of coffee in my favorite 4-H mug sitting to my immediate left, and my chunky pug is snoring at my feet. The voluntary crape myrtle that landed, took root, and grew into a tree outside our kitchen window is in full lilac bloom. I just found a surprise cucumber on our vine. I didn't even see it growing until it was time to harvest. We don't have much money in the bank, but every bill is paid, and I love my hard-working husband. Maybe it is everyone else that can't see past the C-U-N-T to the C-U-R-R-E-N-T issue at hand.