"Margaret, Heavenly Father thinks you look ridiculous."
Thanks so much, Amber.
And no, I didn't leave my house like that.
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A little something about me
- Margaret
- college town, Upper midwest, United States
- Sometimes late at night I break into song. And in recognition of that whole it's - really - too - late - for - anyone - to - expect - me - to - be - rational thing, I typically preface my musical rendition with, "That reminds me of a song...and it goes a little something like this." And so, when the mood strikes me, or the hour is late enough ;) , here is where I'll break into the silly songs of my childhood, the pseudo-intellectual ramblings of my grad student-hood, the haphazard mutterings of my single-hood, the philosophical musings of my female-hood, the inspirational babblings of my human-hood, the frazzled sputterings of my junior high French teacher-hood. So world, this is me. These are my thoughts, this is my life. And it goes a little something like this...
3 comments:
That is awesome.
sounds about right marge! makes me miss the good ole days!
My best friend in high school actually wore flannel pj pants to church under her dress (It was a pretty long dress) during the winter. No one would ever have known if she hadn't told us.
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