I tried by coming up with a funny author name (Hugo Spankyerlog) then building the story to update status of our adventure. OK, I'm cured
whole again
desirable
pathetic
finally able to say good 'tate, good eye, no mo' cancer, hold me closer tiny dancer but instead I'm locked in enchantment that this weekend will feature feetsball, saturday simplicity and enduring the rain the following day. How do you make that fun to read, Farrah? You don't and it's not required. That drive yesterday was harrowing, not to ever be repeated so rein it in, cowboy. Here's the secret I came up with:
it's not all about the peter and another free-day is another opportunity to shine. I'm glowing, yes indeed, and tomorrow we'll see if this is real. She walks with me and talks with me, get the message?