Bless

Thanks, you diamond, you. At the time, it just (logically) strengthened my theory that some people never get out of high school, which immediately went to war (emotionally) with my knowing that I was a garbage person that never deserved friends.

Mother. Of. God. 

I had the exact same thing happen with a group of work friends when I was 40. Never did find out why. Hurts just as much. 

I read that initially as, “Spring rolls all around...” and thought everyone ate yummy spring rolls and now I’m hungry. 

Great reflexes!

Awwwww, Shrub. I miss that big goofy kid. 

You’re welcome. 

Well, you and Harriet can’t be wrong. If I ever get to NYC, I’ll definitely give it a try. 

What’s life without a little danger? Sink spaghetti for all!

You get a star just for your handle. It bought me one more day on earth. 

She just sent me a video of toddler Maude using a piece of wood as a guitar, then as a flute, as she ‘sings’ along with her older cousins. She’s a diamond!

My cousin’s two-year-old daughter is called Maude. I’ll send her this, thank-you!

Sad, yes, but thank God (or whomever) that you did and had the wherewithal to get out. And good on ya for busting a nose! I’m proud of you. I’m laying a hex on them right now. 

When someone hits your car, do you ram them in return?

But funnnnnny...

The Phantom Zone doesn’t recycle? Zod!

Camping?

I hope they all died miserable, painful, drawn-out deaths of pure torture. 

I’m happy to report my cousin named her sure-to-be amazing daughter, Maude. She’s two, now, and a little firecracker.