wishful thinking

The pencil that scandalized a household. (We don't say 'shut up' at our house - foul words, yes - but not 'shut up'. It's rude.)

I picked this up at Wordstock. It makes me smile every time I see it.

(And it sure beats the 'shut-up-and-clean-your-house-on-the-market-that-hasn't-seen-a-buyer-in-weeks-after-another-field-trip-in-the-pouring-rain' pencil.)

(And at the risk of filling my parentheses quota for the month, I must say that I have been surprised by all the field trips too, but I guess we are fitting in our science requirements for our state's standardized testing early in the year, requirements that used to be fed by the recently cancelled outdoor school. This one's artsy, right up my alley: The fourth and fifth grade classes are marching down the road, to our high school's production of Witches this afternoon. I can't wait.)