I just love saying finger monkey. Finger monkey. Finger monkey. FINGER MONKEY.
The one temper tantrum of Emmett's that I'm truly sorry I missed happened when he was around four; out of the blue, he started begging Hec for a finger monkey to keep as a pet. He begged and begged, pointing out how tiny it was and how it wouldn't hardly take up any space at all and he could keep it on his thumb and please, all he wanted was just a finger monkey! Apparently, it was just heartbreaking.
Deena, a woman I worked with had that same operation for seizures. There was scarcely any perceptible change in her after she recovered from the surgry (except no seizures)-maybe a tiny bit of searching for words sometimes.
Hello, Bitches...slow day so far.
I'm surprised to have met somebody that does not see the sex appeal of Bayliss/Zoole lies in the Twisted, Wrong, and bad for one.(So not a Bitch.) You're not supposed to 'ship them, just swoon at The Naked.)
I bet I gave Trudy a Sunrise/Sunset moment just now, with my cuffoon love.
Thank you, SPP! I might've gone on being desert vanilla without you and the rest of the Bitches.
Aimee wants one more, Betsy. She used two exclamation points.
Okay, Aimee can have the finger monkey. But she has to let me visit.
Finger monkeys are easier to kidnap than children.
Robin, that's very good news. Thank you.
{{{Deena}}} Your niece is in my thoughts in prayers.