My cheeks have been burning since last night. No one has been looking at me so it’s not embarrassment. I am easily embarrassed. The Hub can’t buy anything without asking for discount; I can’t buy anything with the Hub. I never met an asking price I didn’t pay.
I look like Aunt Sally:*
It feels like flu skin, but I don’t have it anywhere else. Weird.
*That’s not a huge departure for me; I often look like Aunt Sally:
So does Spud…
…and Tory Boy:
The Hub doesn’t eat cake. Not enough to go round.
I have the funniest readers in the blogosphere (not necessarily ha ha…)