I try to be good, just like my mother raised me. But sometimes I just can’t help myself. A couple of days ago, The Wall Street Journal printed an article that really annoyed me. So I had myself a good rant. Only, I didn’t publish it here. I became a “guest ranter” at Garden Rant.
If you’ve never visited Garden Rant, it’s a blog written by three gardening women who carry on, clamor, cry, declaim, fume, harangue, pop off, rage, rail, rave, scold, sound off, and yes, rant–usually with good humor, but always with an important point: