Biggie Smalls

I wouldn't want to be 18 now, would you? Yeah, pot is legal, but concerts are like $200.00. And we have even crazier maniacs holding political offices now. Don't get me started on rent. I feel like I will be making my exit just as the real shit hits the fan. I don't want to start over.

The idea of a "themed room" is tacky. Nuff said. But the apples are kind of jolly.

Do not name him Nigel or Rupert. Or Clive. Anything else is fine.

Having grown up near the Necco factory, I remember the sweet smell that hovered over the whole block. But the candies were peculiar , like compressed chalk. The purple clove flavored ones were my favorites. And why did they resemble tiddly - winks? I remember a kid inhaled one once at recess.

Don't marry him - you'll regret it. And, Reader, I did! Both.

And a molded salad. Naturally. It was all good until then...

That sounds ominous. I need a protective charm.

Thank you for your clarity and guidance. 💚

Wisteria. The look and the fragrance. I love vines!

My lifelong go-to cookbook! It was my mum's as well, and she was a fabulous cook. It is the only actual cookbook that I still have, as I just google most recipes. It has everything and is so entertaining, too. A classic.

Gawd awful. So moist and blotchy. Kinda scary almost. So glad I was born too late.

My mom used to make these! That's cool!

What!?! Come on, now. That's just wrong.

Furniture. Tableware. Books. Home decor.

How about a condescendingly simpering smirk? Punctuated with an eyeroll, perhaps.

River- Joni Mitchell English Roses- Pretenders Golden Sunshine- Matisyahu

Tomato. Boring!

Bland 'n Safe.

Custard.

Nope.

Sometimes it's hard to be a woman.

I see mandalas when I listen deeply to Bach. It started when I was a child. I am nonmusical and have no idea what he is doing musically, but I can see it when I shut my eyes. I love the Brandenburg Concertos, especially Voices of Music's interpretation. It is like entering a magical forest to lie back and listen.

She knows something. But she's not telling!

I was the only American traveler on a local bus in Benin. There were people of all ages on board and livestock, too. Somebody farted. The entire bus exploded in laughter. Everyone everywhere thinks farts are funny. Because they just are.