girl at large

I like to write about life when you have a job, some kids, a fixer upper and a fatal disease.

i woke from my Sunday afternoon nap, joined Mom lounging in the livingroom, where a bag of tasty little 'tater chips had appeared on the table…hmmm, a salty snack sounds good…hand reached in and got….a soggy crumpled up snot rag?!? with nasty cigarette butts clinging to it? what the hell?!?!
i don't know what was grosser…that cello-surprise or mom's rushing off in a purple-faced fit to check if indeed she did wet her pants laughing.

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