It’s well documented that I don’t know too much about anything but I’m happy and that’s all that really matters. That just makes it hard to understand why Jill Y insists on setting me riddles that she knows I don’t understand. All I see are words and questions and stuff. I do know we’ve one less plate than we had before:
Okay, so let me get this clear … you have to say “sorry” and break plates in your house, right?
And this is why I have no dishes in my house? I use them for life lessons all the time. They need to invest in paper plates or the indestructible ones.
I would love to get an indestructible plate and throw this back in Jill Y’s face. Not there plate now, just whatever this is!
Why do people talk about broken hearts when they are way too soft and squishy to break?
I totally blame this on love songs. Love songs and nothing else!