This stuffed penguin is the property of TongueTwister, who has kindly lent it to me for one week, so that she can devote all her time to mothering a certain surprised Elmo.
If I sound a little out of it it's because I am. Fatigue, age, or a combination of both.
On Friday my old student made coffee with Baileys to wake me up in the morning. And he and his wife ended up giving me a black T shirt because they thought black was my favourite colour. Pink is the new black though, but no matters, it was an immensely sweet gesture.
Today I spent some time planning for my funeral and drafting my will, and I realised that it's easier to plan for a funeral than for a wedding.
1 comment:
maybe because you don't need a partner to die? and any planning that involves more than one person always takes forever.
i love Bailey's!!!
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