"It's to keep my shoulders from getting sunburned while I eat my breakfast," she said.
I was gazing at the dishcloth -- black, with nickel-sized pink, yellow, and turquoise dots -- that Martha had draped around her shoulders.
"What I like about being us," I remarked, "is that we're not going to have to change anything to become eccentric old people. We've already got it down."
"We're prodigies!" said Martha.
Eccentricity is grossly underrated.
ReplyDeleteSounds very fetching to me.
ReplyDeleteNow I see where I went wrong -- hope it's not too late. I have spent my life trying not to be weird (to no avail.)
ReplyDeleteNow I can relax and be peculiar (just like my father.)
<3 x two!!!
ReplyDeleteHere's to the precociously loopy!
ReplyDeleteLooney young crones and young geezers, unite! Those big dots do sound rather fetching, as Lucy says.
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