I lost some mail the other day, and I’m glad the wind didn’t blow it away. I went out to the car to go to a meeting and this postcard was on the doorstep. Lloyd’s family reunion is coming up next month, and it was our annual reminder of what to bring for the big lunch down by the dock.
I have to confess, it took me some time to figure out the ranch dressing situation. 21 grams? That’s fairly tiny, isn’t it? Maybe it’s not, because there’s no way to know, since it’s metric.
Side note: I actually googled ‘how much is 21 grams?” and it turns out that there was a movie made in 2003 called ’21 grams’. It’s premise is that everyone loses 21 grams when they die, so that’s the weight of the soul. Man, oh, man, I hope I die on a scale! (A very, very accurate scale.)