The Happy: Bunny picnic in the park with the Easties
We hunted eggs like tributes at the cornucopia, basked like turtles in the sun, and downed pinterested treats.
Beecroft, I thought of a story to tell you after all, and it's even better than the public restroom one I told you on the grass. Sometimes it takes me a day to remember all the material I have.
A Story for Blythe.
Once upon a time, a handsome young man with great hair kissed a girl named She. She was pleasantly shocked. She thought it was nice. But still a shock.
And She ran through a million and two different questions that night, sorting through the batch, holding to the quality ones, tossing away the could-do-withouts, ultimately selecting none of them, and finally deciding "It is what it is, whatever that is, his thoughts are his, and his and his. Just please don't be awkward after this."
Well, it wasn't awkward. To his eternal credit, hair boy was a post-kissing talker.
Few things are more wasteful than the Kiss of Friendship Doom.
I ought to inform you that this is not a love story. If you're looking for one, you've come to the wrong blog.
Now then.
She has dry skin, and She's lips always bear the brunt of the blow. Of course they do.
Truth be told, She had little intention of kissing hair boy again; it was too risky, and he was She's favorite man-friend, or at least on the road to getting there.
But a broken barrier is hard to rebuild, and as they still saw each other from time to time, She felt she should at least be prepared.
"My lips are chapped, my chapstick's missing, and hair boy just called to grab some grub. I need something, and I need something fast." That's when She recalled cousin Zack's ingenious remedy for cracked lips, which involves poking a pin through the head of a Vitamin E gel capsule and applying the contents to one's mouth. She remembered this because he got it all over the passenger side of her car one time, and either didn't realize or avoided telling her. Anyways, She thought this was a method worth trying - her only problem was a lack of Vitamin E gel pills. "Well, a gel capsule is a gel capsule is a gel capsule, and I have some Omega 3s. I'll give those a try." She poked a hole and rubbed the Omega 3 all over her lips...ALL over them suckers. "Just in case he tries again."
And then a scent that can only be described as dead kitties baked with sauerkraut began to stain the air.
"Oh...my...gosh..."
Fact: fish oil is a notoriously great source of Omega 3.
The End.
Love, Happy Girl
She has dry skin, and She's lips always bear the brunt of the blow. Of course they do.
Truth be told, She had little intention of kissing hair boy again; it was too risky, and he was She's favorite man-friend, or at least on the road to getting there.
But a broken barrier is hard to rebuild, and as they still saw each other from time to time, She felt she should at least be prepared.
"My lips are chapped, my chapstick's missing, and hair boy just called to grab some grub. I need something, and I need something fast." That's when She recalled cousin Zack's ingenious remedy for cracked lips, which involves poking a pin through the head of a Vitamin E gel capsule and applying the contents to one's mouth. She remembered this because he got it all over the passenger side of her car one time, and either didn't realize or avoided telling her. Anyways, She thought this was a method worth trying - her only problem was a lack of Vitamin E gel pills. "Well, a gel capsule is a gel capsule is a gel capsule, and I have some Omega 3s. I'll give those a try." She poked a hole and rubbed the Omega 3 all over her lips...ALL over them suckers. "Just in case he tries again."
And then a scent that can only be described as dead kitties baked with sauerkraut began to stain the air.
"Oh...my...gosh..."
Fact: fish oil is a notoriously great source of Omega 3.
The End.
Love, Happy Girl
2 comments:
you and blythe are dating in these pictures.
hahaha best story.
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