jeepers creepers where’d you get those peepers

So I arrive to my hotel room Friday night as happy as a clam- a glass of merlot in one hand and a plate of chocolates the GM had left for me in the other- after 7 hours in my car, fully ready to enjoy my solitude.

Everything seemed perfect. But wait, what’s that?

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I love them mostly

 

 

I love my children mostly

I like to share what is mine with them

My ‘riches’, my clothes, the last bagel, ¬†(green only) jubejubes, oxygen on a plane

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work gear

shopping is always challenging

but after looking for a  really long time

4 or 5 minutes anyway

I treated myself to the perfect new wardrobe for work

 

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