When you read the title you should be thinking of the song "Return of the Mack". I was trying to remember who sang it and I got the whole office involved in the caper, bobbing heads. Oooh yeah!
Returning herbs to the window box outside of our bedroom is an emotional rollercoaster. It's a fight between life or death.
I know that they're happy up there and they're multiplying but it's so dang hot, I have to water them nightly and even then it seems like it's not enough and they keep wanting to die on me.