I've written for Literary Mama,The Imperfect Parent,Cool Cleveland,The Mad as Hell Club and the anthologies pictured below. I'm also a contributor to Hopeful Parents. In recent former lives, I worked in radio news and as a registered nurse. I blog about one Hot Toddy,two great kiddos,spirituality, autism and whatever else tickles me. Our daughter Riley is nine and has Asperger's,our son Seth is seven. Thanks for stopping! Make yourself at home.
HA! Thanks, Maddy! No, the suit was the sartorial equivalent of order the cevelles de veau in a blind panic at NY's finest French restaurant because you're intimidated by the waiter hovering over you and you know veau means veal. You like veal. Then Pierre whispers, "That's calves brains. Is that what you wanted, Miss?" And you want to die. Cote de Basque, NY City, 1982'ish.
6 comments:
Ah for shame! Don't you be mean to Kim. I can honestly say that if I'd been in that changing room I'd probably have done a lot worse.
So saying that's why I never go in changing rooms, just buy it and hope for the best.
Cheers
Kim's not ulgy, just the suit.
Kim is a real beauty. I think the suit might have been an effort to tame it. Beauty control.
HA! Thanks, Maddy! No, the suit was the sartorial equivalent of order the cevelles de veau in a blind panic at NY's finest French restaurant because you're intimidated by the waiter hovering over you and you know veau means veal. You like veal. Then Pierre whispers, "That's calves brains. Is that what you wanted, Miss?" And you want to die. Cote de Basque, NY City, 1982'ish.
Stop torturing us with that thing.
Ugh.
Drama, isn't it costume-like????
CONGRATULATIONS!! It's all yours! ha ha
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