The book I'm reading is about a boring mom with no lurid past trying to get published while raising a family. Her agent suggested she "dig into her inner child" and pull out some drama and abuse to get published. And she laughed, and I did too. Nobody much wants to hear about someone's everyday life but short stories are my genre of choice which is why I blog. I suppose I could conjure up a few tales about the one time I got caught sneaking out with an older boy. Of course my parents noticed that I was missing and Daddy was all driving around looking for me. I will never forget the look on his face when he walked in to tell mom he couldn't find me. And there I was sitting on the couch. And he cried. I was smart enough not to do that ever again.
And so it goes. We have but one life to live and mine is in the golden years period. We have a 50th DHS reunion coming up next year and already the money is looking good. Many thanks to generous classmates and also our trusty treasurer. Y'alls money is in good hands and I can't wait. Saw my buddy Joel today and got an overdue hug that we both needed plus I got to see his mom. AND he slipped me some class reunion money. We have a family history that could be a best seller.
Gotta' go take a fake Lomotil. Peace and love ^j^
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