Against all odds, this week is over. No freelance projects, no extra real job work, no obligations on the Woodside. Just J and The Fat Man, and a sort of cockeyed optimism.
I am a work in progress. I perpetually need a hair cut. I'm totally devoted to my remarkable nieces and nephew. I am an elementary home cook and a magazine worker bee. (Please criticize my syntax and spelling in the comments.) I think my dog is hilarious. I like chicken and spicy things. I have difficulty being a grown-up. Left to my own devices, I will eat enormous amounts of cheese snacks of all kinds.
3 comments:
at: 7:09 PM said...
Cockeyed optimism is the best kind, and wonky ears combined with forehead wrinkles are irresistible. Always wishing you luck...
at: 10:37 AM said...
not highly religious, but i am spiritual enough to say amen for that. surviving this week is quite the accomplishment ;).
pets to J.--symmetry is overrated.
at: 3:06 PM said...
the other k: and yet another one begins again ... oy vey.
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