Today I walked on all fours. In an extremely ungainly manner. Bum in the air, hands flat on the ground doesn’t do it for me.
I type this out, with the middle finger of my left hand raised and ostensibly flipping off the world at large. But that’s not so.
When I woke up with a weight on my chest this morning and realized it was my kid’s heel on my sternum, it led to
Let it be noted that if I had to do anything amounting to slightly strenuous physical activity vs being bodily harmed, bodily harm would rule
I almost wrote “maketh the man” and then reminded myself of gender neutrality (another pet peeve of mine) and changed it to “person”. Anyone following
I have no idea why I lapse into the Ye Olde Dayes…I just do. Imagine an imp with a neck ruff a la dear ol’