Monday, July 13, 2009

You know you are built like a chesterfield

When you find bits of your lunch down in the sofa cushions. As it were.
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3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I once found a raisin in my bra.

3:08 PM
kathy a. said...

well. it happens.

for a while, 2 of my sisters had a game where they tried to toss things down a sister's shirt -- they had a name for it, too, something to do with pennies in a fountain. they would both deny it now, is my guess.

9:31 PM
Madeleine said...

Well-upholstered is a good look :-)

SG just got home from summer camp, and they had one activity where they had to anonymously write nice things about someone on little slips of paper. To one of her counselors, she wrote:

This is a compliment.
You are squishy.

Is is good or bad that she knows someone might be offended? Good on the manners front, sad on the body image front.

11:04 AM

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