It’s a common phrase.
Especially when you’re the proud owner of this bad Squashinator.
I found this new friend at the farmers’ market for the low, low price of $3. Sure, I have no idea how to prepare the darn thing, but, at that price — who could resist?
The sign said it’s a cushaw squash.
I just googled cushaw squash — and I’m TOTALLY loving the purchase now! Apparently, it has a PUMPKIN-LIKE flavor! Pumpkin! Pumpkin! How exciting!
I just purchased 10 pounds of pumpkin squash for $3. It’s like I bought a winning scratch ticket in the squash lottery of life.
In other news, Carolyn is no longer my only Skype buddy. I Skyped with John’s dog tonight. (That sounds almost inappropriate — or illegal. I promise you it was neither.) I gave her the command to stand. She didn’t. However, I did watch her chase (and eventually catch!) her tail. It was a little like watching a suspenseful drama on television. And it was cheaper than Netflix.