Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Rumors of my death are exaggerated
But oh no! This deck of cards shaped like fish says you get a second turn. It makes the game so damned slow. Death to grandmothers. So wrong.
Tom and I took a small vacation by going to Ruth's for lunch. We sat under a shade tree and gossiped.
It was old ladies' day. Two huge tables of old women. They were glorious.
What, you might ask, is an old woman according to a seventy-year old?
The answer is anyone who looks older than I do.
I can't believe how much STUFF we still have. Get rid of your STUFF, people. You're going to die!
STUFF is ridiculous.
And yet I always want me some more stuff.
Posted by Louise Plummer at 1:53 PM