I think that deep down inside I have the soul of an 78-year-old woman…
…and possible the hands of and 78-year-old woman. It explains so much about me. My extensive collection of hankies.
My undying love of and obsession with, sweetpeas, lilacs, and daffodils.
Why I frequently start sentences with “Kids these days…” and “When I was little…”
The only thing I am missing is a teacup collection but I plan to remedy that in the near future.
My first crushes were not Tom Cruise or Kirk Cameron, they were Errol Flynn and Cary Grant.
You know what? I’m just fine with that.