Hey, married/committed folk (and, no, I don't mean the nuthatch types), does that dialogue ever end?
That would be a big ol' NO.
"You're always sorry/You're always grateful/You're always wondering/What might have been/Then she walks in." - Lord Sondheim, "Sorry/Grateful"
"You're always sorry/You're always grateful/You're always wondering/What might have been/Then she walks in." - Lord Sondheim
A brilliant man, that one.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more carroty and more temperate... --Shakespeare
Gravitation can not be held responsible for people falling in carrots. --Einstein
One word frees us of all the weight and pain in life. That word is
carrots.
--Sophocles
CARROTS: The irresistable desire to be irresistibly desired. --Twain
At the touch of carrots, everyone becomes a poet. --Virgil
"You're always sorry/You're always grateful/You're always wondering/What might have been/Then she walks in." - Lord Sondheim, "Sorry/Grateful"
That says it all Betsy. So then. I'm resigned to being schizo-frenetic for quite some time.
Aw, Aimee...I bet Joe knows "pfft" means "Thanks Sweetie...you too."
(And while I have only photographic evidence, he's spot on.)
And happy natal day Pete. I love your designs.
Pete is going to be very happy when he reads the various well-wishes. And possibly blush, which is a pity because I won't be there to see it.
Ok Betsy - I have Company on my iPod. Guess what song was playing as I read you post. FREAKY!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, O NOT-ADORABLE ONE!!!