I tried, it was hard, I quit, the end. Story of my life.
Some people are destined to be deep thinkers. I am not one of those people.
I don't mean to get all religious here, but I'm pretty sure key lime martinis (with a graham cracker & sugar rim) are proof that Jesus loves us.
Fortunately, all it takes for us to be of one mind is some buttercream frosting.
I'm very detail oriented. I think that's why people enjoy my memoirs - because I tend to remember everything.
When I hug her, I notice she's still wearing yesterday's false eyelashes. Mom? You know those come off with a little makeup remover and a cotton pad?" I'm not taking them off." Why not?" I spent $180 on that makeup job and I refuse to wash my face until I get my money's worth.