ALL of my memories with Grandma Shirley are my favorite, but if I had to choose one, it would be when I was little and she came to visit Mom, JJ and I on Cobb Mountain. Our roof was leaky at the time, so there were pots and pans everywhere. Gram and I were sharing a bed. In the middle of the night, a leak started right over our bed. I woke Gram up by saying, “Grammie, it’s raining in our bed.”
FYI: Plugging your ears and saying, “La la la la, I can’t hear you!” doesn’t work when the thought is in your own head.
I have the most beautiful dreams, sometimes. I just really want to share them.
I’ve been feeling under the weather, so a friend of mine offered to make me a special tea. He asked for my symptoms, so I told him my cold symptoms.
"Not a big deal," I said.
Later, I texted him, “Forgot to tell you I am a chronic sufferer of broken heart. Do you have anything for that?”
"I’ll grind some pomegranate rind into it,” he responded.
Laura: Are you wearing makeup?
Me: It’s just lip gloss!
Alcohol: bringing out the best/worst in me since 1999
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