It's icy on the sidewalks outside our condo and we're not sure who is responsible for making it un-icy...us or the city. I just went to Olivia & Logan's school, St. Brigid's in Southie, to be the GUEST READER for Olivia's class where I read a book called Showing Off --I triumphantly re-entered the condo exclaiming "The kids loved me!" I might need to reread the book.
I am off to a friend's now to have a lunch that I made and am completely unconfident it. I have never been skilled in the areas of home economics. I can't sew, fold laundry, cook or balance a checkbook. I am hoping that my dazzling personality will offset the lame quasiChinese whatever concoction I made from leftover rice, chicken and broccoli. I am hoping that, like grace, the overabundance of soy sauce will cover over a multitude of sins.
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