Today's post is about compromising to make a dream come true...
Andy has worked so hard on my dream: the cabin. And finally, he got his dream: satellite TV.
We only had to cut down half the forest--that's compromise for you.
And now the satellite dish clings triumphantly to the side of the cabin.
Kind of like a wart on a hog's nose

And my view in the morning, as I awake and gaze out the window is... a wart on a hog's nose.
But that, Gentle Reader, is the art of compromise. True love.
And if I squint a little, it fades into the scenery.
Kind of like a wart on a hog's nose
And my view in the morning, as I awake and gaze out the window is... a wart on a hog's nose.
But that, Gentle Reader, is the art of compromise. True love.
And if I squint a little, it fades into the scenery.
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