I am tired and got myself into a spot where I cannot catch-up. October was a tornado. But not of cows and machetes and travel trailers, bathtubs and bad witches, but of errands and commitments and laundry and dishes.
What is the fruit of such things?
Nonsense.
This post, for example. Is it writer’s block or birthed from the loins of chaos.
Yes.
And I want to say what she said – Liz from This Full House. Her little take on her new acronym SAHMMA.
STAY at home… W (that stands for WHATEVER).
But in a ridiculous attempt to “entertain”… I publish this.
I thought about a video. But if I don’t know what to write… I sure as heck don’t know what to SAY.
I thought, “Hey! I’ll flex for them!” I need to practice the face-look of flexing. My face looks a lot like the face of my 4 year old when she poops. But I don’t do that. I’m a lady. Just my 4 year old. She’ll grow to be a lady. Too. I’m sure. It should come naturally… she has such a good example to follow *ahem*…
Hey fellas… I’m taken. *wave, smile and curtsy*
Whatever. It’s like I think I’m my own little circus. It’s possible. But if that is the case… I have WAY more than 3 rings in mine.
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Oh. Wow. I do love you very much, Miss Jen-nay.
But that flex picture does look like you are dropping a deuce…
[snort] Oh, how I miss you!
I hear you! And feel your stuckness.
Love that last photo! I think it would have been a good one for your license!