you are what you eat…

My good friend at shared the following, which reminded me…of, well…me.

I can be pretty nonsensical…without breaking a sweat.

Growing up, my own brothers, sisters, and even my mom didn’t know what a goofball I was. Correction. They were definitely irked by my antics, but not in a good way. Friends, on the other hand, enjoyed my clowning around. Maybe because we were clowns of a feather, flocking together.

Only with my own family, my husband and daughter, and with my extended family of in-laws am I totally myself…funny, goofy…and totally, totally…happy!

So until the day I die, I will be…

…the little old lady…who swallowed a fly…


hugs for sharing some brief thoughts...and keeping them positive

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