This comment from Cordelia after she saw the stuffed chicken Mom was roasting for Christmas: “Yeah, I hope that when I die, someone sticks an onion up my ass.”
Three-year-old cousins-once-removed who want to sit in your lap.
Soft, silky cats who let you rub their ginger-brown tummies.
This sign, spotted at a coffee shop in New Jersey: “Fat snowmen last longer.”
My luggage tags, which say “I’m going around in circles” and “I’m a mess on the inside.”
