Dearest Monday,
I may be on what seems like and hopefully should be the tail-end of a cold. I may have a lot to do this week. I may not normally say this.
But I am going – to the best of my ability – to kick your ass.
badass
I’m sitting on my couch watching Family Feud with my grandmother and the question is, “things you’d bring with you if you’re going to elope” and my grandmother, without missing a beat, blurts out, “my diaphragm.”
You go, grams.
