 I remember when Danny turned 50, Mommer bought him 50 balloons.  Scenes from my pillow.  This is a story about a soup.  I looked for tomatillos in Scranton once.  Half Assed Catholics.  Mountain bike.  This has been a very confetti filled year so far.  It's still up. I'm finding that I feel most comfortable when I'm surrounded by crepe' paper.  For my birthday Jon rented a studio and asked Lala to teach me how to play STAIRWAY TO HEAVEN!  No dog left behind.  Do these make me look smarter?  BEAUTY REST.  This was the blueprint for my pinata. I'm gonna try to be better about posting here. HERE TOO. |