Can I borrow your towel for a sec? My car just hit a water buffalo.
Not that I ever play the lottery, because I don’t, but if I did, and if I won, here are the first five people I’d call:
“A good film is when the price of the dinner, the theatre admission and the babysitter were worth it.”
I like this photo of my mom because I have to believe she liked it. It shows her as an adult and in probably the best shape of her life. Her only complaint, I bet, would be that my sister and I are not in it, and so it is not a true representation of her because we were her whole life.
She died on August 12th, 2012, which was two years ago. I remember collapsing to the ground before I even hung up the phone. To the end, to the very moment before I received the call, I believed that I would get to talk to her again; I believed with all my heart and clung desperately and unashamedly to the hope that everything would be all right. So I guess I am really not as smart as you might think.
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My five favorite weeks of the year:
It’s been 15,000 days since I was born. It is a meaningless number, but I felt like I should mention it.
I wish my mom was around to celebrate this milestone. She’d undoubtedly think it was really cool.