The first of what I suspect will be many, many, ballet costumes - this one for a "Duck Dance." Who would have thought after three boys? Pas moi!
Rory, after I pointed out that this Lego mess was for ages 14 and over, noted that "It's OK, because I'm 20 in Lego years."
The punishment I get for gloating that I lost a pound at my last doctor's appointment? I gained THREE at my appointment today. Effing chocolate.
Here are my fellow castmates for the upcoming "Listen to Your Mother" show. Don't they all seem like mummies with whom you'd like to quaff a margarita?
Must, must, must stop buying Dubble Bubble "for the kids."
Boo! Some favorite, years-old leopard print espadrilles bit the dust today. But these could fill in nicely:
Just because the kale salad looks intriguing doesn't mean that you should buy it. It tastes like a lovely spring salad - for possums.
That is all I can manage this evening. Bon soir.
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