My child eats and thoroughly enjoys fried okra. Eww.
Okay, so my pity party for myself is now over. Still without a tear. But I'm done feeling sorry for myself, not like it's going to help anything anyhow. I guess writing it for the whole world to see was venting enough for me. Today I'm happy and chipper, and I hear Heather has a park near her house. Think Kyra and I will be paying her a visit tomorrow!
I loved fried okra as a kid...now I can't stand it!
ReplyDeleteI wish I could join you in the park...this weather is beautiful! I'm trying to come up with an excuse to go outside my office for a few minutes to enjoy the sun - I wonder if the mail is here yet...?