Thank you!

One more thing: speaking of karma, about a year before the iPad incident, I found a woman’s iPhone in a CVS and dropped it off at her work. It was no hassle as it was only five minutes out of my way. Maybe that’s why I got the iPad back.

Yes, it was sort of sad. She was the wife (gf?) of one of the maintenance workers at the country club. She said that her husband had found it after work and they were trying to locate the owner*.

I forgot about that guy. Yikes! Disturbing is an understatement.

This is a stupid question, but is some of her makeup application called “contouring” (particularly under/sides of her nose)?

We used Track My iPad. It was actually quite exciting.

A few little white lays never hurt anyone.

I saw politician and white bed sheet and thought David Duke.

I’ve also driven away from a country club with the family iPad (which was delivered in a case because Santa be smart like that) on the roof of my car. Retrieved three days later after tracking the sticky-fingered-finder-keeper all over town. It still works just fine! I’m a just a wee bit absent-minded like that*.

I’ve used white flat sheets for curtains* (tucks tail in shame).

I had to re-read your post because at first glance I thought you wrote that your dad drowned while he was cleaning the toilet.

I had a flip phone till about a year and a half ago which was really all I wanted bc I hate talking to people. Text only. My husband got a great deal on an iPhone so I reluctantly relinquished my folding, rubberized, shatter-proof “old school ‘device’”.

Don’t use no double negatives.

wrong + wrong ≠ right

Rock Around the Clock is my all-time favorite album. I used to dress up in what I thought could be a poodle skirt, tie a white blouse up above my belly button, pig tails with whatever red bows and shoes with bobby socks and go to town. Oh, and red lipstick.

Pics or it didn’t happ......OW!

An escalade would’ve been a bigger challenge.

I had pizza and root beer. Drinking responsibly is an oxymoron in my world.

They’re not angry. They’re pissed.