If Henry David Thoreau’s mom did his laundry while he sat and wrote about a pond,

can this woman do mine while I sit and write this blog?

JUST KIDDING!  Mama Wilk’s done MORE than enough for me already, true story!  Also, I did a load this morning.  Phew!

P.S.  Yes, I just compared this blog to “Walden” and myself to one of the great American transcendentalists.  And yes, I am expecting a…you guessed it….THUNDERBOLT OF BLASPHEMY!