Sometimes, nobody gets you like your sister.
Sometimes, nobody gets you like your sister.
So…I got this text yesterday in response to the Wordless Wednesday blog post about food. Someone has her judgey pants on, and I’m pretty sure they’re chafing.
Sometimes, you text your sibs to remind them that they each owe you 20$ for your mom’s birthday wheelbarrow. (What? She wanted a wheelbarrow.) And for some unfathomable reason the entire thing devolves into you and your sister taking turns rewriting the lyrics to Bohemian Rhapsody about mom and her garden. For the record, there was no booze […]
They watched as the woman open the backdoor and a few windows of the fieldstone cottage. It wasn’t quite spring, yet, but humans hated to be cooped up almost as much as they did. “Did you see, sister?” Ivy hissed. “Humans are so stupid. It left the door open for us.” Tansy stared at […]