Ants on a Log

were a secret trick to get kids to eat celery and raisins, weren't they?

Either way, I'm enjoying every bite.

And, for lack of a better word, I'm getting antsy during this darn Superbowl. I need my treadmill or bike. I'd get up and do something else, but I've got a Daisy on my lap and a Gatsby by my side.

Life is good, as Rob would say :)