Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Today in Six Words or.... Six

Foul mood. Has throat. Need help.

Loved my hair. Hated my attitude.

Tollhouse crammed in back door: lifesaver!!

Justin mostly re-earns my jilted admiration.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

[correction: Obsessed with six-word memoirs...]

Summarizing today in six-word sets:

Emergency!: Almost out of coconut oil.

Flattered--he [mis]perceives me good housekeeper.

Set the couch on my toe.

Shadow bit Mema; she needed antibiotics.

No "pain in offering"; just gagging.

I usually always say "It's okay." "" ""

(I wonder what will happen next...)

...Yet.: (?...) Shalom = "nothing missing; nothing broken."