The Queen doesn’t get it. I really don’t get it.
Warning: Graphic images of violence in post.
It feels like my musical childhood is all going to heaven.
I wish their families peace.
Warning: Graphic image of violence in post.
This. Is. Maddening.
Our Evolving President
The Queen is still trying to figure out how I feel about this. Not the statement itself (YAY). But the concept of “evolving” into it.(*Big Scooby Doo “RRRUH RRROH!”*)
First of all, the Queen appreciates your spending this holiday created by manufacturers to say what we should be saying to mothers each day of the year: thank you for every sock you ever picked up; every last sausage you sacrificed so your child could have it; every soccer game you’ve seen; every tear you’ve wiped; every contraction you endured, and every hug that has made all of us feel special, safe and loved.
As you’ve probably noticed, I haven’t been posting very much this last week or so.