Ever get the feeling your stuff strutted off without you?--Maxine
My stuff, whatever that is, definitely strutted off without me. Some of that stuff, my breasts, took a nosedive toward my knees and are fast reaching my toes. Other stuff, such as my once sort of sharp mind, took a different kind of detour. I think it is currently vacationing in Bimini.
Too bad it didn't take me with it.
And my other stuff? Well, my emotional stability found solace in a carton of Blue Bunny ice cream, while my spirituality fell asleep in church.
What can I say? My stuff strutted off, leaving what was left of me far behind.