Remember when we used to throw our heads back and forth and breathe funny to try to faint? What was wrong with us? I was just shaking my hair around, trying to dry it, and remembered doing that. My babysitter taught me, and Dear Mom: Maybe hiring 16-year-olds wasn't the best plan.
I loved that babysitter, though. She wore faded jeans, and silver rings, and she loved watching The Hudson Brothers. Who didn't?
How depressed would you be about your career if they told you, yeah, your cool band is gonna be on Saturday morning TV? Hey, there, Menudo.
Okay, I really can't stay and talk. I came to show you pictures of the little gathering we had on our porch with The Other Copy Editor, fmr., and her husband. They live on the same street as us, so we had a little partayy.
Enjoying the age spots on m'arm, by the way. They call these age spots. I call them ugly, but what's a woman to do? Does anyone remember that commercial or are you worried I had a stroke?
Also, do you like my pearl necklace, so to speak? I bought it at Jo's yard sale two weekends ago. Am proper.
But also, while we were out there, I looked across the street. "IS THAT A LOOSE DOG?!" I screamed up and was out there in a millisecond. You know I have no idea how long that is, right?
When The Other Copy Editor, fmr., and her husband and Ned came over, the dog headed TOWARD THEM into the STREET and a car was coming and I covered my eyes, because useful. When I uncovered them, TOCE,F's husband had the dog in his arms. We noted a house across the street with its door wide open.
"Is this your dog?" we called in. Someone came into the kitchen and saw us. "Oh my word!"
The whole family rushed out. "Jehoshaphat Phosphate! What are you DOING out here? How did he get out?" They all marveled amongst themselves, while the four of us noted the open door, screen and gate. Yes, however did he get out?
Anyway, they are nice people, the neighbors are, and they'd just come in from a trip so all was chaos, and it can happen to anyone. Also, you will be relieved to know I completely made that name up.
Ned also played golf with The Tall Boy this weekend. He said they did not take notes on what I look like naked, which was a relief. Actually, you know I would have adored that, if they'd taken notes. I mean, you can imagine how much good there is to say. "And those age spots! Hot!"
Okay, I have to go. I cannot wait to see what criticism I'll get today on what I've written. After 8 days in a row of someone taking issue with what I've written, now I'm writing holding up a shoe, just waiting to drop it. Oh, speaking of which, here is my latest Purple Clover for your critical eye, as well. I've already been criticized for it, but go ahead. What have I got to lose?