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Yeah I'm sparkling today all right.
I'm sparkling too. I stopped by my mom's and asked where she got the flowers...pink roses and white canna lillies? I think that's what they are called? Anyway, they were all sparklefied and glittery poo'd. She says, do you want to take them home with you...uh, no, they're done...meaning wilted and turning brown and soggy looking. So she talks me into taking them to throw them in my burn pile and in the process I in turn get dusted with sparkles that I don't figure out till later when I go in the bathroom and see my black t sparkle in the light.
...and to answer where she got them... my first guess.... something from one of her quilt shops? ...No.... Second guess....since it's october and there were pink flowers and she's a boob cancer survivor...did someone get them for breast cancer awareness? ...No...
In fact she said, I'd NEVER guess where they were from....
My sister works at a hair salon...a girl's X-boyfriend trying to stir trouble with her new current boyfriend sent her flowers...she opted not to take them home and cause a ruckus so my sister took them home and gave them to mom. She's right...I would not have guessed that but I'm disappointed my 3 hours of sleep brain didn't come up with some fun guesses....like what? I don't know...like from her "boyfriend." tee hee...she doesn't have one and she's a widow for 11 years...but still that would have been fun. And then I could have said, "Your lesbian lover?" Just to get a rise out of her....darn it, you sleepy head!!!