In days of yore
I was five-foot four
Now I'm five-foot two
What are you?
As a child, Fio was usually the tallest girl in the class, but in junior high, the other girls started to catch up with her so that by high school, she was average--and now she is a wisp--someone who has to stand on a crate to reach the top drawer. Ah, well....at least she can still do her own laundry, walk the local cul-de-sac daily, and write, write, write.
Christmas is a-comin' in, which, for your girl, means she has to whip up a meaningful card and, in due course, a clever card. But does she really have anyone to send them to now?
Why, oh why, are there horrible people like Vladamir Putin in the world? Is is nature's way of slowing down the warming of the planet?
Just found out the exact breed of the big white cat that (when there isn't any food around) visits me in my room. It's a Birman. 😀
(In German, a cat is a Katze.)
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