Reminds me of my friend who has a friend named Ai, which is pronounced I (Eye), and good Lord, there is no end to the fun one (we) can have with something like that if one (or many) is (are) very immature and wholly unconcerned with maintaining any pride or dignity.
It's a journal, a scrapbook, a record of my kid growing up. It's about food, it's about the pleasures of gardening. It's where I wear my heart on my sleeve, play with words and rail at the world. It's where I muse, and where I indulge my inner magpie. I have one delightful lonely cat and not enough time to read.
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13 comments:
Ha!
ROFLMAO!!! OMG!!!
Good chuckle this a.m.
Over the weekend my children developed a fixation about beavers, to the point that my MOTHER said "Well, beavers eat wood, right?"
Tell it, sister!
Time for summer vacation!
Linda
I adore the school papers that kids bring home.
This might be one of the best things I've read in a long time!
Reminds me of my friend who has a friend named Ai, which is pronounced I (Eye), and good Lord, there is no end to the fun one (we) can have with something like that if one (or many) is (are) very immature and wholly unconcerned with maintaining any pride or dignity.
That was a good deep belly laugh, thank you.
Interesting either way.
ha ha ha ha ha
I is human.
And it is hard.
Dude. Awesome.
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