Once, discussing our mutual desire to remain childless, she said, “You can love things and not want to have them. I love monkeys, but I wouldn’t want one in my house.” Like all of her observations, spot-on, and dispensed with wit. (And did I mention her beauty?) Happy Birthday, sweetie.
[Tried to post a pic here of you and Gwen, but Blogger isn't cooperating!!!]
Sunday, March 2, 2008
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Oh, sweet Aslo, what a lovely birthday present. I have been home sick in bed for two days, much to my chagrin. I had big plans for what today was SUPPOSED to be like. I will go to my sister's for dinner and hope to not pass out in the pot roast.
Oh, you poor thing. No one should be sick on their birthday. (I myself have been battling an upper-respiratory thing all week.) Hope the pot roast was delicious and Kathleen-less. XXOO
I'm always so glad when folks who don't want them, don't have them (my mother made that mistake, count them, 4 times). I like the monkey analogy.
I like that analogy too! I also wish that people who shouldn't have them didn't.
Well, I've done my part. :D
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