so why am i reading not thinking of the day, Chick at 6 invited me to swim up the Keys at first I thought a tailgate at the swimming hole but no it was O and M and the chick formerly known as Asia. I think it was a party meant to be something else...it was odd but really it was terrific for me. Familiar. Had my own car. Got out of house before noon. Spend day with balanced friends. Fresh-caught lobster grilled and bisque (haven't had that since we were each of us still married and all of us alive)
It was a big deal. Don't blow it off.
Good talking...don't make mother angry.
Who was I afraid of making angry? It doesn't make sense. If you're born to a narcissist, that's one thing. If you subject yourself, even unknowingly, to a narcissist, that's another kettle of jumpin'-in-the-pan-fresh lobster altogether
NB: NO Animals were harmed in the writing of this blog. They were not thrown live into the fire. this is tails only--a reflex post-mortem--they'd been beheaded humanely --
Then to M and V's
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