Hello for my belated Sunday Summary
Oh and side story: I took my flower pic from a neighbours yard this morning. He is a dear old man. He’s actually given me a few plants for my yard, we have the same conversation every time I see him. Every, Fucking. Time. Listen I’m not gonna lie tho, I think we’d had the same convo 4 times before I realised it was happening! LOLLLINGGG
Me: morning
Bert: come and look at these
Me: they’re beautiful Bert
Bert: guess how old I am
Me: 75? (He’s 96. His wife is 92)
Bert: I’m 96!
Me: omg I would never have guessed
Bert: guess how much I paid for this block. I was first here in ‘72
Me: $50 000? (He paid $1000)
Bert: I paid $1000, block next door was $500 and that block over there was $750. The road was dirt.
Me: omg Bert. It would be worth a packet now!
Bert: big smiles
I fucking love him.
Does he have dementia? My mother-in-law has Alzheimer's and when I used to visit her, the man at her table and I would have the same conversation every time but I didn't mind. It was actually fun in some ways.
Thanks for the support, friendship and laughter. I’m not sure if I tell you enough, but waking up with you guys is among my favourite things. Xo
Reading your posts every morning is one of my favourite things, too.
However....
It was a good time. I have the funniest before and after pic. Before lipstick sparkling, hair pretty, Xmas headdress looking crown like, then after, glazed eyes, dullard like grin, joint hanging from unlipsticked lips, Xmas crown crooked. It’s so funny. It could be used in an anti drink/smoke campaign. Look at her hours after drinking the devils juice and smoking satans cabbage leaves….
Lolllinggggg.
I'm with @BakedARea . We need pics, momma!