Drink When You Get to the End of Your Row

Tyler Breaking Mr. Mueller’s Rule Terri’s son Tyler Yates was helping me move some furniture in the apartments behind Buzzy’s Country Store yesterday morning.  With temps in the upper 90’s,  he and I were starting to drag as the morning wore on.  Around 11:00, I told Tyler that we’d move one more item and thenContinue reading “Drink When You Get to the End of Your Row”