Why am I the only fucking person who can change the goddamn volume on the TV.
This is a candidate. I don’t understand. image
My almost DIL made me the most thoughtful present ever. She sewed a crossbody bag for me made of fabric from one of my dad’s coats we donated. It’s beautiful. She’s really talented.
Each year, I made cookies and put them out with milk for Santa. Every morning, there was a letter, toys and a book. The letter discussed obstacles overcome and things that still needed to be worked on. It was praise with incentive for change.
Santa is going to write my mother a note telling her how proud he is of her during this difficult year and asking her to use her hearing aids to make life better for herself.
Did you really just put your name on the assassinated guy’s building? For real? omg.
Not sure I was aware of Geronimo, motherfucker.
People are stuck at various ages in my mind. It’s not that I don’t simultaneously hold a picture of their current age, but when I think of them, they’re locked into a certain era. When I think of Bruce Willis, he was young, sly and had hair.
I made xmas cookies. I’ve eaten many. They’re small and they go well with white wine.
My sister is 4 years younger and has always lived alone. No kids. We live opposite lives.