You know you have one.
My Father was born on April Fools Day. Our relationship was rocky. Dad wanted things his way because he was the father. I know this because he told me. I wanted things my way because I was the daughter. He knew that because I told him. We drew our lines in the sand, and we waited for the other to blink. For me it was very simple. My father was usually wrong, and I was right.
She started singing in 1931 and has never stopped in spite of being sidelined more than once. Marilyn Maye has lived through more crap than most of us will ever see. Talk about opportunities for having the blues. And yet she chooses the crow’s nest as her permanent home.
Is it possible that the women are not given equal opportunity to be seen on national television because they are, well, just women athletes? Good Gravy – could that be? Could something as blatant as public media snubbing of hundreds of college athletes be allowed to happen? And no one is commenting on it? Not even Scott Simon?
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Exactly as you described…next to the silverware…across from the gadget drawer….
I KNEW it!!!!
Across from the sink. Full!
As is mine!
My drawer bursts with treasures I will never use again, but dare not get rid of because what if there’s an emergency and I need 3 miles of string or extra Christmas tree light bulbs? You never know…
Or old shoelaces?
I still can’t find all those missing socks. They seem to have a place of there own, and I still haven’t found it. Any thoughts? Maybe they go to other peoples homes. Thanks for helping me start the week with a smile.
Ohhh socks. Yeah…..