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"Or maybe he's stoned out of his GOURD" - driving with my dad
I have this little sticker that says "don't worry" on it. I've had so many opportunities to lose that thing, but it always comes back to me somehow. I kind of like that.
I am in love with farmer's markets. I am in love with traveling. Blueberry pecan scones? Blueberry hummus? Blueberry salad dressing? Fresh fruit samples, pocket constitutions, and ceramic cups made to look like crumpled plastic cups.
BabysitteeMeghan: And when I get older, I'm going to marry Alner(?).
Me: That's nice, who's Alner?
Meghan: My grandpa.
Little Miss Sunshine ran through my head and made me laugh. I hope no one actually has grandfathers like that. Then I was dubbed "Princess Marigold", until they started playing secret agents. Since no one else wanted to be the bad guy, I was less affectionately and non-verbally dubbed "the punching bag."
P.S. Maybe hell is a never-ending spiral staircase. You can't see the end, but you keep hopefully peering around the corner, legs burning, looking for sunlight.
P.P.S. Further childhood proof that there is hope yet for my career in writing: "This afternoon I am addressing the topic of halloween costumes that are unfinished. The worst halloween costume I ever saw was a burn victim costume because it was very disgusting and probably frightening for young children. The costume did not look real because it was just red paint on the person's face. And it was not a complete costume because it was only on their face. Therefore it was the worst halloween costume I ever saw because it was a job unfinished."
I wonder who looked at these flowers and thought: "'Love-lies-bleeding' would be a great name for these."
Happy New Year.
I have this little sticker that says "don't worry" on it. I've had so many opportunities to lose that thing, but it always comes back to me somehow. I kind of like that.
I am in love with farmer's markets. I am in love with traveling. Blueberry pecan scones? Blueberry hummus? Blueberry salad dressing? Fresh fruit samples, pocket constitutions, and ceramic cups made to look like crumpled plastic cups.
BabysitteeMeghan: And when I get older, I'm going to marry Alner(?).
Me: That's nice, who's Alner?
Meghan: My grandpa.
Little Miss Sunshine ran through my head and made me laugh. I hope no one actually has grandfathers like that. Then I was dubbed "Princess Marigold", until they started playing secret agents. Since no one else wanted to be the bad guy, I was less affectionately and non-verbally dubbed "the punching bag."
P.S. Maybe hell is a never-ending spiral staircase. You can't see the end, but you keep hopefully peering around the corner, legs burning, looking for sunlight.
P.P.S. Further childhood proof that there is hope yet for my career in writing: "This afternoon I am addressing the topic of halloween costumes that are unfinished. The worst halloween costume I ever saw was a burn victim costume because it was very disgusting and probably frightening for young children. The costume did not look real because it was just red paint on the person's face. And it was not a complete costume because it was only on their face. Therefore it was the worst halloween costume I ever saw because it was a job unfinished."
I wonder who looked at these flowers and thought: "'Love-lies-bleeding' would be a great name for these."
Happy New Year.