girl at large

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

Viv, with her pants off and a scarf on her head, carrying Papas belt, singing:

“Jingle bells, jingle bells…”

Papa: “Viv, that’s my belt.”

“Jingle belt, jingle belt….”

 

 

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