Some people leave footprints on our heart.
Cats leave fur on our sweaters.
Dogs leave drool on our shoes.
Families will crap on our doorstep.
So when life gives you crap, garden it and make roses.
I'm a moggle. Wen I fink my brain hurts. If I fink too much dis is wat happen.
Is that blue I spy in that there birds nest of hair?Surely you're not joining the blue rinse set, J !!!
I love that hair!! Not on me of course, but I do love it.
It took me awhile Fleetwood, but now I get it...nothing happens.Jayne, that would be sapphire not old lady blue.
River, I would love to have enough confidence to be totally eccentric enough to do this.
Well you'd not get lost at the CWA Tea and Scones set with that mop of hair...
Therese, I wouldn't qualify for the CWA if they had scone making for the entrance exam.
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