Nothing like the sound of a fresh bottle of shampoo squirting all over your floor as you step on it. How could I have been expected to see it when it was under that laundry? Ah well, at least I didn’t lose much, it was only 2.50 (with free 50ml of hairspray) and the stuff I missed wiping up will just aide in the next mopping.“Mmm what is that smell?”
“Herbal Essences actually, I like to mop with it.”
Hung out with my nephew for most of the night, nothing like explaining the world to a two and a half year old to lift your spirits.
Honey you shouldn’t step on that plant.
Why?
Because you’re flattening it.
Why?
Because you’re stepping on it. That hurts it.
(bends down and stares intently) Oh.
He also showed me a neighbour’s labrador (lavender), cupping it in his hands and saying “smell nice”. He is a great kid. I’m a funny auntie babysitter. I take care of all the basic needs, but the boy will eat in front of the t.v. (Dora) and get soup all over his shirt.
Today in response to someone inquiring on my romanic availability my dear friend responded “She sees people.” Like clients? Like the kid in the sixth sense? I love how that was my sum up; we had a good laugh over that one.
That, juxtaposed with my auntie life… I guess I realize more and more how my world and who I am is made up of many different sections, overlapping half bubbles, like how horizons would look like from the sky. Some at opposite poles, some doing the cha cha around the equator. Oh my god I’m going to give you three guesses who may have smoked a little hoolie this evening. Go.
Honey you shouldn’t step on that plant.
Why?
Because you’re flattening it.
Why?
Because you’re stepping on it. That hurts it.
(bends down and stares intently) Oh.
He also showed me a neighbour’s labrador (lavender), cupping it in his hands and saying “smell nice”. He is a great kid. I’m a funny auntie babysitter. I take care of all the basic needs, but the boy will eat in front of the t.v. (Dora) and get soup all over his shirt.
Today in response to someone inquiring on my romanic availability my dear friend responded “She sees people.” Like clients? Like the kid in the sixth sense? I love how that was my sum up; we had a good laugh over that one.
That, juxtaposed with my auntie life… I guess I realize more and more how my world and who I am is made up of many different sections, overlapping half bubbles, like how horizons would look like from the sky. Some at opposite poles, some doing the cha cha around the equator. Oh my god I’m going to give you three guesses who may have smoked a little hoolie this evening. Go.
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