Or maybe, Mrs Frizzle Midler? Or Mrs Bette Frizzle?
It really wasn’t the moment that I wanted my son to walk in to my room to charge his toothbrush but, as expected, because he is so cool, he just blinked and smiled and went on his way.
This would have been longer but my microphone had other ideas, possibly due to said honey or saliva or gremlins. Whichever it was, one of the ears didn’t do what it was meant to do and now it is going to have to go to the ear hospital. But one makes do and uses whatever is to hand and life continues in its own crazy little way.
I hope you will find enjoyment and relaxation amongst the sounds. I did scoop my hair up into a sort of wotnot in order to look more presentable but I think we can all agree that it is a bit of a lost cause.
Please be respectful. It is not ok to blame me for the downfall of society or your own insecurities. I admit to being perfectly imperfect and I’m ok with you not liking me. If you are uncomfortable watching me…don’t watch me.
Thank you to those of you who have been immensely supportive and encouraging. Wherever you are, may your day be filled with peace and joy and maybe a jam sandwich or three. This is a place of love and kindness and open to everyone. So, pull up a cushion and make yourself at home.
Annie
What is next? I have no idea if I am honest. Maybe some shirt scratching and then some ear cleaning but not together, because that would be weird, even though I embrace my weirdness.
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I do not ask for donations or tips, just kindness and respect; both cost nothing
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