My Word
That last post was just a little too….But I appreciate all of your well wishes and thoughts for me. I have this overwhelmed, tired, I want to hide in my bedroom feeling periodically and then I work on a plan and decide I’m certainly not making any forward movement by eating 3 chocolate bars and a plateful of homemade potato chips – though it was all yummy.
Plus I’m angry and worried about Chelsea and you all know how crazy your children-pretending-to-be-adults can make you.
So, here’s what I got today from Gee You Knit.
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My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Imperial Majesty Beth the Spurious of Withering Glance Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title |
I think the withering glance part is quite appropriate – you can ask Chelsea.
4 thoughts on “My Word”
All mothers know and use that withering glance. We learned it from our own mothers. 🙂
Oy – hang in there!
Titles definitely help. I’m gonna go get my new title now too… (should go well with “doctor,” eh? =] )
Reverend Lady Erika the Facile of Melbury Bubblewick
Oh, I love it, I am a copy cat, I have to go do all the quizzy things you do!!!