Fine(ly) Dress(ed) House Wives
Soccer Mom
The absolute worst part of making this wine.
Strongest (stone-faced) McCoy boy…
Creeper 2. Always wants to know what we’re into when we’re in the garage.
Creeper
“Well…..Dorothy’s mowin’ on Mother’s Day…”
Haha. My gram glancing out the window at her old lady neighbor friend, while passing through the dining room. She’s so old fashioned and always judging.
I got kicked out of a guys house this morning after we woke up and had some sex… Ha. So the first hungover thought I had was to do something nice for a couple moms I thought of. Doing things randomly and anonymously for someone else always makes me forget about myself, and feel great.
I tried to think of a place to steal flowers that wasn’t someone’s yard, and eventually settled on the ol’ “Shangri- lala”. The shade was so cold, Haha. I had to wade through ice cold swamp water. Made some bouquets on the hood of my car while the wind kept wafting up that swampy smell. Blehh.
Set one on Mrs. Rum’s door because she was right across the street, but white fang came off the back porch and scared the shit out of me. I got Mrs. Locher. David’s sister and mom. One for my mom…I took one into the hospital then for my work mom who was sitting on break. I set the flowers down beside her and told her happy mother’s day. She gave me a huge hug, started to cry, and said,”you’ve gotta be kidding me.” Ha.
Happy motha’s day. Tell your children not to walk my way.