“Yikes – I think there’s a ghost behind us!” “Really? HAHA Nothing scares me – everything makes me laugh. Everything. Life is hilarious.”
Me and my happy happy boy.
All ready to go to Aunt Ann’s wedding.
Grandpa McArthur tells the best stories and sings the silliest songs.
Yes, in this kitchen I slathered jam on my toast. It was homemade. It was delicious. There were some things I was powerless to resist. However, the instant coffee was not one of them. I got a coffee maker for my mother, and she dutifully hauled it out for me every time we came to visit.
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Avete presente quegli scomodi abiti vittoriani? Quelli con la gonna che strascica un po' per terra, gonfiata sul di dietro dalla tournure? Quelli con i corsetti strettissimi e i colletti alti che solleticano il collo? Ecco. Io non vorrei indossare altro.