Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Normal

My childhood was so wacked that I have to work at normal.  My point of reference is so off most of the time that my words and actions are preserved differently than is my intent.  It’s like speaking in a different language.  It would be best if you just laughed at me when I confuse my attempts at normal.  Then I can laugh, too.

1 comment:

Joanna Jenkins said...

That works for me.

Hope all's well with you and you are enjoying Fall.

Stop by, I'm having a giveaway.

xo jj