My daughter has told me that whenever she hears the word ‘acceptable’ she thinks of broccoli and cauliflower. I know, right?  Totally wacky and I’m not even sure how those wires coulda gotten crossed.  I can understand how, when she hears the name Keith, she thinks of Heath Bars.  But the acceptable/cauliflower combo??  Not so much. You know what I … Continue reading What’s acceptable?