“There. Eat that and try not to cry,” he says.
calendars are such control freaks
I know a lot of crazy old men. Some of them freely admit to being crazy, odd, nuts, obsessive, moody, unbalanced, bonkers, wacko.
Don’t we all deserve to write our own book?
This was a regular occurrence in our family.
The Sphinx sat by the window talking to herself, feeling lonely and a little sad.