Meandering between fact and fiction to remind readers of where they once were themselves, of how they may have felt, and of the odd things that we all sometimes engage in.
About Me
Last Place Finisher
First Draft: Classier than a receding mullet, more thoughtful than emotive, able to speak while belching and still sound profound. Look - up on your screen - he's a nerd, he’s so plain, it’s SuperDad!
Second Draft: A pragmatic individual who is still highly sensitive, as tough as the situation warrants, good sense of humor, doesn't take himself too seriously, conceptual problem solver, intensely intellectual, logical, exhibits flashes of genius.
Third Draft: A real hamishe mensch.
Fourth Draft: Renaissance man, knows the classics, savors fine wine, eats live chipmunks, wears a silk thong, appreciates livestock, speaks some Yiddish.
10 Comments:
Who dat?
I love that!!!
Very sweet! I miss those days...
If you mean where your head is glued to a gift that you received from Christmas, then, well...yeah, my laptop is occasionally in that position.
Frick. Jamie leaves the funniest comments. Frick. Now I want to sleep with her.
oh my. how utterly sweet. Isn't it great how little kids seem to have Prehensile feet!
Not THAT is adorable.
How I remember opening gifts and being so excited about every single one. This photo is wonderful!
Awww. Too freaking cute! Happy New Year.
I am finally finding some time to try and catch up. I have wandered over to your blog for the first time and find I can't leave...
Fascinating...
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