Ok, I have decided to try this out. My own little corner where I can share whatever crazy, mundane, or profound thoughts arrive in my head.
In days gone by, when I would have a thought that would perhaps not follow the previous thought in an orderly fashion, my mother would ask, "Which starting gate was that?"
I, of course, would take great offense at this comment, and much pouting would ensue. Well every dog has her day, Mom. And today, as I begin my own humble little blog, is mine.
And so it goes. If someone happens upon this, "Hi!" I doubt too many people are actually interested in the ramblings of an East Coast Girl transplanted t in the desert. That means I can be as random as I choose, Mom.
And that's the truth, PPHHLLLLBBBTTTTT.
Me
In days gone by, when I would have a thought that would perhaps not follow the previous thought in an orderly fashion, my mother would ask, "Which starting gate was that?"
I, of course, would take great offense at this comment, and much pouting would ensue. Well every dog has her day, Mom. And today, as I begin my own humble little blog, is mine.
And so it goes. If someone happens upon this, "Hi!" I doubt too many people are actually interested in the ramblings of an East Coast Girl transplanted t in the desert. That means I can be as random as I choose, Mom.
And that's the truth, PPHHLLLLBBBTTTTT.
Me
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