See this picture here. That’s my ex with my most prized possession, the (one and only) green blankie. He makes me cry; the blankie makes me better. And I love them both. Together, they inspired this attempt at a blog page and have deservedly earned first-post-subject honors. Congrats.
Now if I could only come up with things to say...
Tangled up in blue (and green),
GB
Now if I could only come up with things to say...
Tangled up in blue (and green),
GB
4 comments:
Do you ever wash the blanket, or does it contain all the tears through the years still?
No...only when I throw up on it.
It is an honor and a privilege.
I'm sure with practice you will think of things to say.
Mark - so much for adhering to my "be nice" policy. :(
Poor Steve.
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