Gotta Get It Out The Door

Short post. Call it a stub. I only have a few minutes to make my unbroken string of blogs, not counting the first one. Sometimes that's how our family operates -- just trying to get out the door. Of course, then there is the need to close the door, please shut the door behind you. Oh, and lock the door. Don't leave the door wide open. Stop slamming the door! Don't open that door! Knock first, please. Who left the door open? Could you get the door? Let me get the door for you.

My mom used to have a sign taped to the back of the door out to the garage: "Please shut me quietly, as I have feelings, too." Theoretically, it was supposed to be a better reminder to us kids than Dad's loud reprimand.