Goal for The Weed: post in this blog every single day for one week starting today.

Every day.

Goal for you: don’t judge me if what I produce is below the standard of quality that you are accustomed to here at The Weed. I know I’ve probably coddled you, and that you might be really used to high brow things around here, like deep discussions of cameras being put up my rectum and the like, so this might be very hard for you to do.

I’ll do my best not to disappoint you. But if what I come up with is crap, I’m posting it. I might even post photos of literal crap if it comes to that.

BUT I WILL NOT BE CONQUERED BY MY BLOG. Or my ADD.

In conclusion:

 This is the sandwich that Viva, my 3-year-old, asked me to make for her yesterday. English muffin, not toasted. Cheddar cheese. Broccoli. No condiments.
 Am I weird to think this is insane???

Post #1? DONE.
Take that, blog. WHAT NOW?
(PS, anybody care for a McViva Sandwich? I might start selling them from my mini-van. Down by the local elementary school. Wearing a wife-beater.)