You’re hilariously delightful. You make a simple non-descript sentence like:
sound like the next big thang…
Plus you make me and all my critters laugh hysterically for absolutely no reason on an absolutely uneventful day.
Now, that’s something.
You are the best meal ever… for a gluten-free diet, that is.
You know you love them, too. But you’re addition to our little Falafel song tots cracked me up, yo.
Dear Oooey-gooey Pizza:
I miss you. But you’ve been replaced… with, yes..
Stop talking about food. Your bleeps are going to think you have some sort of obsessive problem… which apparently you do, but you don’t have to let everyone KNOW it…
Dear Sweetest Mother on Earth:
Happy, Happy Birthday. You are not only the best mother ever… you are my dearest friend. I hope you know that I treasure you.
And, I miss you. I’m sorry we live so far away.
I hope you have had a good as week as I have.
No…nothing remarkably special happened over here at The Bold Abode… but there’s been a whole lot of hard-working-loving-what-we-are-doing goin’ on.
And those days… those days are just as special if you take time to find the grace in the simple, everyday moments that slide quietly past.
Happy Friday, my Bleeps!!!