I often choose the buttered side, which means I land on my face.I have a knack for choosing the wrong side and find myself in disgrace.If I went to a protest, I would, I am sure, be sprayed with mace.All of my sports teams end up in last place.Ah, when it comes to choosing sides, I am a hopeless case.
I’ve lived through distinct phases in my clothes shopping.Phase 1: I had a great body and lots of time to shop, but no money. The lean years.Phase 2: I still had a decent body and extra money, but no time to shop. Because I had kids.Phase 3: I had plenty of money and oodles of time, but my body was shot. Nothing looked good.Phase 4: Today I have none of the above. I shop in my closet and hope for the best.Sigh.
May 11, 2017 at 6:00 am
So that’s the case? Quite a realovtien that is.
May 31, 2017 at 4:43 pm
I often choose the buttered side, which means I land on my face.I have a knack for choosing the wrong side and find myself in disgrace.If I went to a protest, I would, I am sure, be sprayed with mace.All of my sports teams end up in last place.Ah, when it comes to choosing sides, I am a hopeless case.
September 1, 2017 at 5:33 am
I’ve lived through distinct phases in my clothes shopping.Phase 1: I had a great body and lots of time to shop, but no money. The lean years.Phase 2: I still had a decent body and extra money, but no time to shop. Because I had kids.Phase 3: I had plenty of money and oodles of time, but my body was shot. Nothing looked good.Phase 4: Today I have none of the above. I shop in my closet and hope for the best.Sigh.