I don't think there are words enough in the world to adequately express how grateful I am that I never have to be a teenager again. All I can say is, I couldn't help it. No teenager can. I think it may be a design flaw.
When the Hubby was the boyfriend he would call me, describe a situation with his daughters and ask, "Is she hormonal or just a bitch?" I told him he REALLY needed to keep a calendar.
Last weekend I met an amazing woman. She is the cantor at the synagogue where my nephew was bar mitzvahed. When she found out we were from Philly, she came over to our table at the luncheon to play ‘Jewish...
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Dragonflower says,
I don't think there are words enough in the world to adequately express how grateful I am that I never have to be a teenager again. All I can say is, I couldn't help it. No teenager can. I think it may be a design flaw.notjustagirlintheworld says,
old game.marymc says,
When the Hubby was the boyfriend he would call me, describe a situation with his daughters and ask, "Is she hormonal or just a bitch?" I told him he REALLY needed to keep a calendar.