by Rachel Gertz

Mint. That I am supposed to be using in mojitos. When the sun decides to rear its shiny, passive agressive face.

How important is it to you to live where it’s sunny?

Calgary is supposed to be the sunniest city in the world. Wouldn’t believe it this week, with all this pissrain, though.

I’m thinking it’ll shape up next week —or else I’m gonna make a giant pot of mint spaghetti sauce, invite you over for dinner, and make you drink it down it with me.

Mint loves company.

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