City Girl and I are like night and day and she is the coolest damn person on this planet. I LOVE the things she does because...well, she has the time. And the motivation (which matters a LOT more than the time.) But the way she and I do these? We're not even playing the same game.
I say ... and you think ... ?
Unwanted :: animals...dumped in my yard
You’d better :: listen to what I say
Woman :: Someone's mom
Weighed :: In the balance (be fair...I worry about this a lot.)
Upright :: That monkey/ape in the pictures
I feel :: day to day
Ill :: Mama's attitude when you're not listening
It’s like :: what I said
Poor man :: Aw shit. The guy standing next to his van with the sign that reads: "will work for food or gas."
Great ::My kids' enjoyment of just about everything.
Do some muttering of your own here.