Dim Bulb…it was a cut, a slight, a disparaging remark to insult someone if you called them a dim bulb.
I realized why we couldn’t see well to read at the kitchen table.
Darn you dim bulb.
Today I’m grateful for light, and the ability to have more light for the Holidays.
Oh, and tall, handsome sons to reach things too tall for the mama. That’s awesome.